The Cheetah Strikes Again

Okay, the Cheetah didn't strike at all. In fact, the cheetah and I were sitting on a raft. We were floating down a river and we were peacefully sitting together. I love having dreams about cool animals. The cheetah reminds me of my childhood fascination with Cheetos. However, I think this dream has some significance above and beyond my favorite childhood snack.

The last dream I had involving a cheetah was one in which I heard growling and I was afraid. Then last night I dreamed that I was friends with the cheetah and it was purring. The difference between the two dreams, I think, is significant. It may represent an increased level of confidence. At work, I have been working on more direct and clear communication while remaining calm and neutral. Perhaps this newfound expression is what my subconscious is reflecting when I dream. I dreamt of the cheetah the day after I had taken immediate action when I noticed something that was upsetting me, so perhaps the dream also reflects my swift approach to problems.

Where I previously had been hesitant to address issues, I had dreamt about ferocious cats and bears that were attacking me. I even had a dream about an extremely hesitant yet calculating bear which probably represented my tendency to overthink problems to overcome them rather than by addressing issues by communicating my expectations or needs.

So, I am supposed to be an introverted intuitive (according to Jungian personality theory). One of the ways to develop introverted intuition is to "dialog" with images in my dreams. I haven't tried this yet. However, I am more likely to do this with a cool image like a cheetah or a panther than with the image of me mopping a floor (one of my other recent dreams). Not all dreams can be fascinating, some of them are incredibly ordinary.