Starting With a Weird Dream
Woke up this morning remembering something super strange: I dreamt I was cooking spaghetti on top of a speeding train. Yeah, really. And the sauce was blue. Felt bizarre but kinda cool. Got me thinking: “Heard people say cooking dreams mean stuff. What’s this one about?” Decided right then I’d actually try figuring out dream cooking symbols today. Wanted answers, not just guesswork.
How I Dug Into It
First thing? Grabbed my old notebook from the junk drawer. Flipped it open to a blank page – coffee stain from last week, classic – and wrote down everything about the train spaghetti dream. Every messy detail I could recall.
My kitchen table became my mission control. Pulled out:
- That dusty dream dictionary my aunt gave me years back.
- A big, kinda beat-up cookbook full of pictures of food. Figured maybe seeing real food images would spark something about the symbols in the dream.
My phone for Googling basic stuff like “cooking in dreams meaning,” but oh boy, everyone online said different things! Found one site saying cooking is creativity, another said it meant problems brewing.
The Confusion Phase (So Much Chaos!)
This part got messy, friends. Tried matching my dream stuff to the old book’s meanings:
- Spaghetti? Book said “long life” or “entanglement.” Okay, maybe the train part means my life feels rushed? Felt shaky.
- Blue Sauce? The book just said “water” or “emotions.” Useless! Seriously?!
- The speeding train? Cookbook pictures showed zero trains. Obviously. Google told me trains sometimes mean “life’s direction.” So maybe the spaghetti meant my path feels tangled or rushed? Making my own connections felt messy but more real.
Felt stuck. Got tomato sauce (real red sauce, not blue!) on the dream dictionary page. Sighed loudly. Almost gave up right there.
My “Aha!” Moment
Took a break. Made actual spaghetti for lunch. Stirring the pot, it kinda clicked: This whole dream thing shouldn’t feel like reading a stiff instruction manual. Forgot the weird blue sauce for a sec. Focused on the feeling of cooking on a train: rushed, chaotic, a bit unstable, trying not to mess up. That resonated hard. My week’s been non-stop juggling work and side projects. Boom! Made more sense than any book meaning. Started wondering if the blue sauce was just my brain yelling “This is unnatural stress!”
Putting My Own Spin on It
Instead of chasing perfect dictionary answers, I tried this:
- Listed the main dream elements: Cooking, Spaghetti, Train, Blue Sauce.
- Wrote down 2-3 feelings/ideas for each from my own life:
- Cooking = Trying to make something happen, juggling tasks
- Spaghetti = Things getting tangled, one thing depending on another
- Train = Life moving too fast, feeling out of control
- Blue Sauce = Something feeling “off” or unnatural
- Stitched them together: Cooking on the train with blue sauce felt like my current state: Rushing to “cook” up success (projects), things getting tangled (spaghetti), life feeling too fast (train), and my work-life balance feeling totally unnatural/stressed (blue sauce). Big ol’ stress dream!
What Actually Helped (& What Didn’t)
Useful Stuff:
- Focusing on the feeling and overall vibe of the dream, not just literal objects.
- Using my own life associations – way better than generic meanings.
- Keeping my notebook handy all day – jotted down a feeling later that reminded me of the dream.
Pretty Useless:
- Relying only on dream dictionaries. Too vague and often didn’t fit my gut feeling.
- Trying to find perfect, magic answers. It’s messy, like cooking itself!
- Overcomplicating small details (like WHY blue?). The feeling the blue created mattered more.
My Takeaway & Will I Keep Doing This?
My train spaghetti dream wasn’t about prophecy; it was my brain shouting about feeling rushed and stressed. Recognized that feeling loud and clear! Today showed me dream interpreting isn’t about cracking a secret code. It’s more like tasting a soup you’re making – you identify the main flavors (feelings) and see how they combine. The library book? It’s gathering dust again. But that notebook? Staying on my nightstand. Definitely gonna jot down any cooking-related weirdness I dream up again, and see what life-situation “flavors” they match. Feels like a useful, weird little tool now. Today was productive! Anyone else cook bizarre stuff in their dreams?
