I was in ashville nc the only place where my sister shanta lived. We was on the third floor. There was my youngest sister's yas and marrissa. Then there was my oldest sister shay. This house was nice but different as if others have access to your room. There was a rat the size of a dog. This rat wouldn't die. I was laying on my middle sister bed and she was talking about my other sister who isn't here. I asked where was she. Yasmine says milwaukee. I say why and she said thats where she is. It was strange because milwaukee is where my sister was hurt. I go down stairs to the 2nd floor and my deceased grandfather who i share with shanta and I share must lived here. He told me there is a storm and to lock up the rooms. I remember my grand father and husband around the same area. My grand father deceased went to sleep and my dad as if out of the blue told me dont pick up those keys you'll wake up my decased grandfather. Then her left. So it's just my husband and I in a living room and I remember checking and relocking a door. Then my fall asleep. But before that my grand father herd the comossion and said " there better be no fucking in ny house." We assured him that we wasn't and I fall asleep. I wake up to my grand father who is deceased looking very healthy like when I was a kid. He came out the shower and as if startled that I woke up. He grabs his towel tighter around him. Then he went back up stairs and went to sleep. He comes down stairs and we talk for a while its like hes admiring me and im a toddler. He looks concerned as well. He gets nervous when i talk about shanta. I end up upstairs again. It's almost like a shared hallway. I see this giant rat again. We are back in my sister's room she mentions that the rat just won't die. And holds up rat poisoning. Then my youngest sister mentions shanta and dying. I say why would you say that. They said she killed herself and her ashes was left to my mother and she was in milwaukee. My sister and my mother NEVER GOT ALONG and milwaukee is where my mom hurt my sister. I remember being so mad and sad all I could do was cry and ask why! It felt like my sister just died. It's was 3:26. I remember asking my youngest why did no one tell me she said I dont Want to talk about it anymore as if I was bothering her. It had to be the forth of July or people was shooting. Loud booms in the distance started happening and kids started running up the stairs that was shared for the entire house my oldest sister told the kids to go down stairs. I hear my husband get a phone call and talk with his grand mother. This stopped my crying and I woke up
Your dream encompasses a rich tapestry of emotions, familial relationships, unresolved grief, and a setting that reflects personal history and current anxieties. Here’s a detailed interpretation of the various elements within your dream:
Asheville is a place of personal significance, often representing comfort and connection through your sister, Shanta. The fact that you are in her space suggests the importance of familial bonds in your life. This setting can also symbolize a desire to maintain those relationships or to confront issues from them.
The presence of your siblings and deceased grandfather signifies the weight of family legacies, expectations, and the emotional complexity of those dynamics. Each sister likely represents different aspects of yourself or your relationship with family. The mention of your deceased sister also points towards unresolved feelings or lingering grief. Your grandfather appearing healthy evokes memories from your childhood, a time when feelings were perhaps simpler.
The giant rat symbolizes significant issues that are hard to confront or eliminate. It could represent unresolved feelings or family drama that “won’t die,” as expressed in your dream. Rats often embody anxiety, filth, or feelings of being overwhelmed, suggesting that there are elements in your life or family relationships that require attention rather than avoidance. The poison can indicate a desire to address and eliminate these toxic aspects, but there’s underlying doubt regarding its effectiveness—mirroring feelings of helplessness when dealing with family issues.
Milwaukee represents a painful history tied to your sister’s injury. When the subject of her potential death comes up, it appears to unleash raw emotions of grief, anger, and confusion. Mentioning the ashes and connecting her to your mother suggests unresolved tension—perhaps feelings of betrayal or anger towards family members for how past situations were handled. The question "why would you say that" reflects disbelief and hurt regarding your sister's fate, compounded by the weight of the familial tensions that have persisted over time.
The dream’s shift to your grandfather advising you to lock doors and his bedtime murmurs can symbolize protection. He represents the familial legacy and warnings to maintain boundaries and safeguard your emotional well-being, possibly speaking to your subconscious desire for safety amid familial chaos.
The feelings of sadness and frustration embedded in your dream emphasize a need for resolution. The loud booms mimicking fireworks might symbolize uncontrollable chaos in your life or emotional expressions that you are struggling to contain. It’s notable that in dreams sounds are often symbolic of emotions or situations that are colliding, pointing towards a need to resolve inner conflicts.
Your husband plays a reassuring role amidst family turmoil. His phone call may symbolize a grounding presence in your life, a reminder of stability amid the chaos represented by family dynamics. However, the intrusion of outside noise reflects that even safe spaces can be disrupted by unresolved issues and conflict.
Overall, the dream appears to be a profound reflection of your emotional landscape regarding family dynamics, grounding relationships, and navigating feelings of loss and grief. It invites you to confront underlying tensions and unresolved feelings, often urging you to engage in difficult conversations about the past to facilitate healing. The symbolism of locked doors and the inability to rid yourself of the rat points toward the need for internal reflection, addressing painful memories, and perhaps reevaluating what familial connections mean for your emotional health.