Dreams

I typically have two types of dreams: the kind that make absolutely no sense at all and the ones that are more revealing of my subconscious.

I'm trying to figure out what my dream from last night meant.

Where's Jung when you need him?

I was back in high school Latin class. The teacher singled me out and wrote "prispire" on the board. He asked me what it meant. It didn't look Latin to me but I guessed it had something to do with hope and yearning. I was close but, incorrect. The teacher told me to find out what it means. Soon after that, I woke up.

I've stated my love of languages for quite some time. They're just fascinating to me. It's not something that I can describe - but it has to do with how much I value communication, or more specifically, how much I detest miscommunication. If I could place myself in any biblical moment, The Tower of Babel would be toward the top of my list.

That word has been on my mind all day long. When I got to work, I pulled up an on-line dictionary. Sure enough, prispire is not Latin. And by the way, "to yearn for" is suspiro.

Prispire, in context, appeared to be Eastern European. After about twenty minutes of searching dictionaries and coming up with nothing, I tried one last search. Sure enough, it pulled up a passage from the Bible. Matthew 14:22. Through a bit of sentence structure re-arrangement, I was able to figure out that it meant "to constrain".

Huh?

Should I constrain myself? Not be constrained?