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native american sounding

no offense. i thot the same. you too? wow.

Geez - I am feeling terrible-bad for having posted this. Like I've just exposed myself as being truly crazy. No offense intended, Draggers, just how I feel.

Maybe it is something infantile, like how babies babble.

Some people with certain religious histories, particularly if associated with trauma may have these as sometimes there is chanting.

It reads like stuff I hear on yoga... Which to me just sounds like whatever and I'll hum.

Not sure what it may be about. Maybe you feel like T doesn't understand you or you have something to say that you don't know how.

You could always go super natural and interpret it as tongues or religious text or ancient past life words, or some sort of spell. That could be fun to roll with, too.

Dreams are weird. My T or myself will do things that are situational gibberish... Like I once had a session in my house filled with water and this floating pedestal and my Ts there one was too tall and there were animals and yea just gibberish.

It's like the words having meaning. There is intonation, emphasis, pause - both in my head and when speaking. I know I am trying hard to communicate, but I don't know what the words mean. Except no. Sometimes I am saying no.

Something I am saying that I don't know how? Maybe.

Baby babble? Maybe toddler.

Religious history? I was in a cult-like religion with a lot brainwashing, but we didn't chant. Just endless recitations.

This has happened before. Not necessarily the same words, but babble. I remember it starting when I was a teenager.

Hopefully your T can help. It's hard to suspend my personal belief that it's much more than just babbling. If you have a feeling about it, it has definite value in your therapy - sometimes there is no 'story' (explanation, history) to go with the things we do. I get that sort of perspective from somatic work. I hope you can figure out the personal meaning.

(((((RED)))))

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It's like the words having meaning. There is intonation, emphasis, pause - both in my head and when speaking. I know I am trying hard to communicate, but I don't know what the words mean. Except no. Sometimes I am saying no.

Something I am saying that I don't know how? Maybe.

Baby babble? Maybe toddler.

Red, the above just really speaks to me. I don't know a lot about you but I'm wondering if you feel, IRL, able to say no to people. If that is something you struggle with. Maybe no one listened to you when you told them no and/or told them you didn't know how to do something. It could be your subconscious trying to form those words but being terrified to make them clear and concise. Just throwing that out there.

(((DRAGGERS))))

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nay and neeha

Horse language?

((((RED))))

Do you have any recollection of what was going on in the dream before you started talking?

I wasn't talking in the dream. I dreamt. I woke up. The words started.

I thought the words would go away, but they haven't. I thot them all afternoon as I did yard work. One word kept going thru my mind: naysayla. Just over and over. Writing it down and looking at it, I think it says, "don't say that." Then later, naysayque. "Don't say what?"

This is really kind of freaking me out.

Thanks for your ideas, Liese. You too, cat.

-RT

Hey Red,

I didn't think you were crazy. My first thought when I read it was tongues, too, but that just gives a label and doesn't really explain anything, does it? I've been around people who spoke in tongues in several churches in my youth. Some of it sounded a little like that. I'm not really sure what I think about it all now, though.

(((hug))) I am sorry you are freaked out. Wish I had something more useful to say. Keep writing here if it helps?

This made me think of the way twin babies/toddlers sometimes develop their own language. It's called autonomous language/idioglossia. Any chance you could have done that as a little one?

I don't think it's tongues, HIC. I think it's my own language. Or maybe not a language, but a response to what is going on. I thot once that I was having a psychotic break because I started babbling. But maybe not. A reaction to extreme stress.

T seems to think it is my little me. I had texted her some of this, but some of my words were very little. T text back and asked "who is this?" She kept wanting to text with Big RT, but I couldn't find her. I couldn't make any Big words come out. I tried, but there weren't any. It was either these strange words or a dialect that Little RT uses.

This all seems so absurd. Where does this come from?

-RT

No, Jones, don't think I did that as a little one. I did think about that too. A language for parts of me? I think it is induced. But from where?

Words are still coming and then I look to find a meaning. These seem obvious. But I am definitely thinking the word before the meaning. Consciously, at any rate. It seems the Little has her own things to say.

Yaysay cahlawanna.

I say yes, I want a call. (from T?)

Naysayla wannaque.

Don't say what you (me, Little) want.

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I don't think it's tongues, HIC. I think it's my own language. Or maybe not a language, but a response to what is going on.

Yeah, and I guess I was thinking-- maybe that's what they call tongues actually is too. If it's the same kind of thing. Idk.

"I think it's my own language".

I'll go along with that, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It's probably some kind of coping mechanism for something. I've actually done the same kind of thing, but did not know what any of it meant. It sounds like you at least know how to interpret what it means, or at least some of it.

As always, there is comfort in knowing other people do the same kinds of things (((RT))) and (((draggers)))

(((RED)))

I meant what was the dream about before you woke up and starting saying the words?

It sounds like one of those things that only you have the key to.

girl wakes up speaking german

sleep talking (foreign language)

RT,

I don't know what it all means, but it sounds like you have some good ideas. And what fascinating contributions from everyone.

I think your words have a compelling charm and an unusual beauty, like witnessing an unfamiliar ceremony through trees and mist in a remote corner of the world. Thank you for sharing this with us.