So I kept having this weird dream about three knocks, like someone’s banging on a door or a wall exactly three times. It happened over and over, and I’m not gonna lie—it started to creep me out. I mean, what’s the deal with three knocks? Why not two or four? I figured there’s gotta be something behind it.
First thing I did was grab my laptop and start digging around. I’m not into all that mystical stuff, but I was curious. I opened up my notes app and just started typing everything that came to mind about the dream. The sound, the feeling, even the time of night it usually happens. I wanted to get it all down while it was fresh.
Looking for Patterns
After a few days, I noticed the dream mostly pops up when I’m stressed or when I’ve got too much on my plate. Like last week, when I was juggling work deadlines and family stuff—boom, three knocks right in the middle of the night. So I started connecting the dots. Maybe it’s my brain’s way of saying, “Hey, slow down!”
I also talked to a couple friends about it. One of them said it might be a warning sign, like something’s off balance. Another joked that it’s just my upstairs neighbor being weird. But honestly, neither felt totally right.
Testing the Theories
I decided to test out the top five reasons I found online and in some old books I had lying around. Here’s what I tried:
- Stress Check: I started meditating for 10 minutes before bed. No phone, no noise—just breathing. And guess what? The knocks didn’t show up for two nights straight.
- Unfinished Business: I made a list of things I’d been putting off, like replying to emails or fixing that leaky faucet. Knocked out three tasks in one day, and my sleep felt deeper.
- Spiritual Stuff: I’m skeptical, but I lit a candle one evening and just sat quietly. Didn’t feel any spirits, but it was kinda peaceful.
- Change Coming: I paid attention to small shifts in my routine—like taking a different route to work. Nothing major happened, but it made me more aware.
- Memory Trigger: I flipped through some old photo albums. Found a pic of my grandpa’s house where the door had this heavy knocker. Maybe that’s where the sound stuck in my head.
What Actually Worked
Turns out, the stress theory hit closest to home. Whenever I slacked on self-care, the knocks came back. So now I’m sticking with the meditation and keeping my to-do list short. It’s not perfect, but hey, the dreams are fewer and farther between.
Anyway, that’s my journey with the three knocks. Not as spooky as I thought—just my brain being loud when it needs a break.
