Dream of Death

This morning I awoke form a very lucid dream that left me deep in thought today. Have you ever had a dream that was so profound you knew it had a special purpose? This was one of those dreams. Although some things that happened in this dream would never happen in real life, it was all so very real to me. I always dream in color, and I was myself in the dream, not an observer.

I dreamed that I was dying of cancer. I had been suffering for a long time, and decided that I would take a prescribed pill to end my life. I went to the mortuary and sat in a room with my empty casket with loved ones all around me, and I took the pill and got ready to climb into my casket. As I was about to do this, a strong feeling hit me, and I stopped and said, "No, I don't want this to happen right now! Call a doctor to save me from this pill I just took!" So the Doctor came in and I said, " I don't want give up! I will fight this cancer and win! I will exercise more, and eat better!" So I got another chance, still not knowing how long I would survive, and I had the feeling that I could still die very soon.
Later on, I was at my home and there were people stopping over to see me. A woman who was an artist that I had booked for a show at the Ibis came to show me some of her work. The frames that she had her work in were very cheap and you could see tension brackets around the sides of her work through the glass. Normally, I would be very sweet and apologetic and suggest other options, but after all I had been through, I said " I hate those frames, they look awful." Then, a nice person in the room suggested that she outline her work with a pen. I said "No way, that would look terrible. You need to do some serious work to make these look presentable."

I remember feeling like, "This lady should know the truth or she'll never make it as an artist."

End of dream.

(I do not remember the people at the mortuary with me, but I know for sure that my girls weren't there. I also don't remember who was at my house, or if Ryan was in this dream at all.)

I am no dream interpreter, but this was very profound. I got out of bed, really ready to devote myself to more exercise, and healthier eating habits. I did yoga, and went for a walk this morning. As for the art thing, it made me realize that with the idea that I could drop dead any minute, I was more honest and less like my "try not to offend anyone" self.

Any interpretations would be appreciated and entertaining I'm sure!

Death (taken From http://www.sleeps.com/analysis.html)

Nearly any dream you have that refers to death, dying or attending a funeral, or the like, pertain to change. Most all the time this change is very dramatic and major. It can be change in your life attitude or emotional balance. These types of dreams can also symbolize confronting fear, usually fear of death or change. Since most of use will agree that death is the ultimate change, and many people fear it. Death dreams are generally big changes and should never be ignored. Sometimes they really do signify death! Another possible symbol of a death dream is threat. Whichever suits the dream depends on how well the theme was arrived at. Most death dreams are about major change and not about literal death though, so don't panic if you have one. Just patiently go through the analysis process, and make sense of it.