I don’t know why I thought of this dream. Perhaps because of how real and powerful it was. Just to give some context, at the time my fiancé and I at the time were just breaking up, which perhaps was the fuel for this dream. I don’t know, but the memory of the dream popped in my head so I decided to share it.
Anyways in this dream, I was at a family function. I think It was a wedding, my ex and I were both in attendance. I kept trying to talk with my ex and work things out. However she kept ducking me, avoiding eye contact, walking out of rooms when I would enter everything. So feeling agitated and frustrated beyond belief I did the next logical thing (in my mind haha!) at a wedding, I started to drink. I grabbed a bottle sat by myself and had shots. Then when my confidence was at its peak, I went looking for her again to talk. I remember in the dream being so intoxicated that I could barely see. Anyways I found her again, and she looked right through me and walked out of the room again. I remember something “snapping” inside, and I went outside where a storm was gathering on the horizon. I remember looking at the storm and in an instant I was tapped into it. But not just the storm, the universe. I felt a rush of energy and a tingle down my spine. I was instantly sober but I was looking at the world with different eyes. I saw the truth behind absolutely everything. I could manipulate the storm I could control the direction, the thunder, the lightning, everything. However I was still enraged at my situation with my ex. In an instant I had transported myself to the roof of the church we were celebrating in. I then proceeded to take out my rage on the surrounding area. I brought the storm right over the church and unleashed my fury on the surrounding area. I was blowing holes in the ground with lightning bolts, setting tree’s on fire, the thunder was so loud it was shattering glass. All the while I was yelling my ex’s name.
I know where a lot of the meaning comes from. At the time I did feel ignored and angry and the dream was an outlet of sorts to those negative emotions. But what I remember most was that sobering feeling and the power. It was the power of the Universe. I knew it as soon as it happened. I wasn’t a human anymore, but energy, a god if you will. I was the universe and it was me. The Norse believed that intoxication opened up a doorway so that they can interact with their Gods.