Do you ever have dreams that while they vary in content, they sometimes take place in the same location? A place that you know or knew in your actual life?
It has happened to me on numerous occasions (when I do happen to somewhat remember the dream after waking up). I don’t necessarily remember what the dream was about, but I recall where it took place. It’s the same location over and over again throughout well over a decade at this point.
My grandparents’ house in Lebanon (my mom’s parents).
Sometimes it’s night, other times it’s daylight. Sometimes windy, sometimes cold, other times warm. The people in my dream vary and I don’t always remember them, but it’s always the same place.
When I’m inside my grandparents’ house in the dream, I am safe. But outside, something bad is usually lurking.
The tiles on the floors are the same, the plants outside covering the walls are the same, and even the gate that opened to where my grandfather would park his old Fiat car is the same.
It’s perplexed me each time my grandparents’ home pops up in my dream. Why always the same place?
Growing up, we would go visit them about every other summer, even during the civil war. I felt safe there and at home. I remember my grandparents fondly and miss them more often than naught.
My grandfather would always give me presents in the form of money to go buy sweets or buy them for me. My grandmother warmed me with her hugs and made some of the most delicious Lebanese food I’ve ever had. Then we would share sweets, even though she wasn’t supposed to have any.
I remember giggles and hot summer days, with a cool evening breeze. We would all sit on the balcony in the twilight of evening, light a candle as the sun set, and chat about anything and everything. Sometimes my grandmother would recite poetry (in Arabic) from her youth.
I’m not sure why my mind wanders back to that house in my dreams. But it does. From time to time it brings me back in a contorted way. Then I wake up, confused once again, but go back to remembering all the wonderful memories I made there as a child.