Why I Tried the Dream Cats Approach
Okay, so last week I totally woke up rattled. My head was filled with this bizarre dream about huge, glowing cats walking backwards through my grandmother’s old garden while juggling keys. Yeah, I know. Totally weird. I couldn’t shake it, man. Felt like it must mean something, right? But Googling “cat juggling keys dream” just gave me weird astrology links and cat toy ads.
Then, digging through some old notes – you know how I keep those messy notebooks by my bed? – I found a scrap where I’d scribbled “Dream Cats Method?? Might try?” No clue when I wrote that! Figured it was a sign. Time to actually give it a shot.
Here’s the basic steps I figured out, kinda mashed together from different bits:
- Write Immediately: Grabbed the notebook first thing, before coffee. Didn’t try to “make sense,” just dumped every single detail pouring through my head: the weird purple light, the crunching sound of gravel, the giant green collar on the lead cat, the cold feeling.
- Spot the ‘Cats’: The instructions talked about finding the core symbols – the weirdest, most vivid bits – the “dream cats.” Mine were obvious: the giant glowing cats, the backwards walking, the juggled keys. Grandma’s garden felt important too.
- Ask the Stupid Questions: This felt silly. Like, talking to myself? But I did it anyway over breakfast. “Cats… what do cats mean to me? Independence? My actual old cat Fluffy? Mystery?” “Keys… unlocking something? New opportunity? Old secrets?” “Backwards… Feeling stuck? Regret?” “Grandma’s Garden… Childhood? Comfort? Things past?”
- Connect the Feels: The cold feeling hit hardest when the cats first appeared. And I realized I felt anxious waking up. Was it the cats? The weirdness? Or was it linked to something else? Remembered I have a big work meeting about a project locked behind some “key” approval… and I’ve been feeling “backwards” about my progress.
Putting it Together (My Guess):
It wasn’t some magic prophecy. Sitting there, scribbling, it clicked: That locked project feeling impossible? The cats juggling keys felt like my stress about unlocking approval, maybe needing to approach it “backwards” somehow? And Grandma’s garden? Maybe a hidden need to find some calm, comfortable footing like I felt as a kid, instead of the cold anxiety of the unknown?
Honestly? Trying this “Dream Cats” thing myself felt way less scary than decoding weird symbol dictionaries. Writing it all down messy, asking the dumb questions about my meanings, and connecting it to my real life – that gut feeling while making toast about the project? That’s where the lightbulb moment happened. The cats weren’t magic, they were weird stress signals! Trying it yourself? Grab paper first. Ask the questions. Don’t overthink it. It’s messy practice, not perfect science. But sometimes the weirdest dreams hold the biggest “duh” moments.
