Man, last night I had the craziest dream about lions. Woke up sweating, heart pounding. Big golden lion just staring right at me in the dream jungle. Felt so real.
Always been kinda curious what my weird dreams mean, you know? Especially since lions keep popping up. Figured today’s the day I actually dig into it proper. Grabbed my coffee first thing, sat down at the kitchen table with my old, beat-up dream journal notebook.
The Initial Dig
Started by flipping through my actual physical books first – got this dusty dream dictionary my aunt gave me years ago. Way outdated. Said lions dream mean “nobility” or “leadership”. Felt kinda shallow. Then I pulled out my phone. Searched like crazy: “dream meaning lion chasing”, “dream lion attacking”, “dream lion cub”. Tons of sites popped up, honestly overwhelming. Scrolled forever. Everyone says something slightly different.
- Noticed a few repeating ideas though:
- Lions often tied to strong feelings or raw power – like maybe stuff I’m scared of tackling?
- That staring lion? Could be about intimidation, something I feel pressured by while awake.
- Some sites linked lions to masculine energy or personal confidence issues.
- Others said a calm lion might mean hidden strength I’m not using.
Jotted down a ton of messy notes, circled the stuff that kinda pinged in my gut. Feels like lions in dreams are way more about that gut feeling of raw power or deep-down fear, less about literal jungle stuff.
Connecting It to My Messy Reality
Put the notebook down and just stared out the window. Asked myself: “What feels like a big scary lion in my life right now?” Boom. Hit me. That big presentation at work next week. Been stressing hardcore about it. Boss breathing down my neck, feeling totally unprepared, worried I’ll bomb it.
That dream lion staring me down? Feels exactly like that presentation pressure. Huge. Unavoidable. Maybe my brain is screaming at me about it while I’m asleep.
My Takeaway & Trying Something
Kinda think for me, lions in dreams are like my mind’s way of flagging the BIG stuff. The things that feel powerful, scary, demanding respect. That sense of being watched or judged. Less “royalty” symbolism, more primal warning or strength alert.
Decided to actually do something about it instead of just writing it down and forgetting. Broke down that presentation workload this afternoon – spent 2 hours just outlining. Still nervous, but man, facing that “lion” head-on by prepping feels way better than pretending it ain’t there.
Was a messy morning of research and self-reflection, but kinda cool to see a pattern. Next time a lion crashes my dream party, I’ll probably ask myself first: “Alright brain, what’s the big, scary beast in my real world right now?” Then maybe I can start dealing with it while I’m awake.
