I had the worst dream last night about Carnies. It was pretty scary because I was lost, completely petrified by the freaks, and I couldn't find my kids. And make no mistake, there were tons of freaks! It seemed every where I turned there was one freak worse than the last one, laughing at me, tormenting me. I think I know how Alice felt when she fell down that rabbit hole.
Even stranger was throughout my dream, Thin Lizzy's, "The Boys Are Back In Town" was the running soundtrack and it seemed to be getting louder and louder, the more anxious I got. Somehow I lost my kids. We were all on go-karts, having a great time and when the ride was over my kids were nowhere to be found. Complete panic ensued, and I searched for what seemed like an eternity for them, confronted by one dirty, toothless, carnie freak after another and I knew I couldn't, and most certianly wouldn't leave without them. I woke before I found them, relieved to be safe at home.
What does this dream mean? This morning I did a little research on dreams about carnivals.
This is from the Predictions Dream Dictionary:
As settings for dreams, these are ambiguous places. It seems as though amusement parks often include elements that we consider to be the best and worst in life.
Carnivals also include a very wonderful or frightening collection of personalities. These personalities may intimidate us at times.
Sometimes the fright comes from a figure we love, such as a parent who doesn't really enjoy the carnival, but endures it for the children.
Eventually, the illusion of the idyllic family outing is transformed to an angry scene. Who are you with in the carnival and how do you experience the time there?
In what way are the rides metaphors for your life? In other words, how is your life like a rollercoaster, merry-go-round, or other central feature of the park?
The more I think about it the less I want to know.
Is it possible that this mom is having a hard time with the ducklings growing up?
Maybe I see the "carnies" as a metaphor for what is cruel in the world and my uncertianty about letting go. Who the hell knows why we dream what we dream, but I do know this:
This is one ride that I want to get the hell off of.