Snake and Mongoose

I know a lot of people don't buy into it, but I think dreams do have meanings. And sometimes it is hard to figure out exactly what they mean sometimes. I had such a strange dream last night that I wanted to write it all out so I could remember.

I was in my bedroom getting ready for bed. My husband was out of town for work and N was already asleep in his room. I then noticed there was a snake in my room. I don't like snakes, so cue the freak out. Randomly, there was also a mongoose. But the mongoose wasn't fighting off the snake like I wanted it too. I even tried picking it up and putting it by the snake so that it would fight the snake. I called my husband on the phone and was asking him what to do, but he couldn't help me since he wasn't home. As the mongoose and the snake were fighting, I had an object in my hand that I think was a spoon. I tried to hit the snake in the head with the spoon, but that gave the snake the opportunity to reach up and bite me. It clamped down on my arm and I couldn't get it off. That's when I woke up.

So of course I am here trying to interpret what it means. It seems like maybe it's something I need to deal with on my own and that no one else can help me with it. Whatever the thing is. Because I tried getting the mongoose to do it for me and he couldn't do it. I tried to do it, but failed. So I don't know exactly what the meaning behind it is, but I am definitely intrigued. I do have a couple of things going on in my life that I know are things I have to deal with completely on my own and no one can really help me with. So maybe that is what I was dreaming about. I know some of you may think eh dreams mean nothing, they are just random subconscious thoughts. But where is the fun in that? 😊

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