Dreams anyone?

[Sallying Forth]

I had a really strange dream this morning.

I went to my house to get some things and my dog, Behr (he died in May), was there and I was supposed to give him a kiss good-bye. Just before I left someone asked me, "Did you give Behr a kiss good-bye?" I said, "I did better than that. I took him with me."


The only thing I think this dream means is that the life I shared with Behr I have within me. It isn't gone. And that life is full of playfulness, fun, and a willingess to learn. That was how Behr was and I was with him.

[Sallying Forth]

I had a very strange dream about grabbing a huge, black rat and killing it with my bare hands. Then I dismantled a bunch of spider webs.


All I can think it means is confronting and dealing with fears because I'm afraid of rats and spiders. We have big ones of both here where I live. And we had a rat infestation last year - ick. 

[bliz]

Had another weird ex dream. He ws skulking around trying to get back with me.  I had a new bf, but he kept trying.  I had to go through some elaborate security/customs clearance with him.  Next thing I know I am at my old job and getting driven home on a bus.  I decided it will take forever for them to get to my stop so I get out in the city across the river from my home.  Then there is a long arduous journey trying to get over the bridge to my city.  It starts snowing and I cant seem to dial the right numbers on the cell phone to reach my Dad whose office is on the other side of the river.  Finally he calls me and says he will come pick me up or meet me on the other side of the bridge. 

I guess I could interpret it myslef.  Especially the part where the ex is still around and trying to get back with me.  I have had dreams like the bridge dream before where I am trying to get to the other side but keep getting thwarted.  Just not sure what brought these dreams up at this time.

[el_Thom]

This isn't my dream, but the dream of a friend of mine that I found fairly amusing.

She dreamt that I was making out with her boyfriend, and she wasn't happy about it at all.

Then, the next day when she saw me, her immediate reaction was to beat me up.

...

Then she remembered it was a dream, and neither her boyfriend nor I are actually gay.

[bliz]

Hi Marta,
This seems like a valid interpretation.  I didnt feel anxious or afraid during the dream.  I was more irritated that I couldnt get my cell phone to work, which happens in real life all the time. 

I have had some similar bridge dreams.  I agree about being impatient and wanting to get off the bus.  I remembered exactly who was driving and thinking it would be hours until my stop.  It must be about changing and going to the next phase.  I have been on a journey of self growth for some time which increased in intensity this year when I joined a specific type of support group.  It has flavored all my interactions, seemingly for the better.  So it may be about seeing that other side and trying to get there. 

I have also been super busy at work and sometimes feel I can never catch up, so that could be thrown in the mix also.  Thanks for taking time to look at the dream.

[amethyst]

Bliz, The bridge is also symbolic...it is the only way to get to your goal...unless you want to swim in frozen water.

I used to have dreams where I was trying to call for help on the phone and I couldn't get my fingers to dial the right numbers. Those dreams were frequent in childhood.

My worst dreams are about my ex. He is always being seductive and manipulative. Often we end up having sex and I wake up feeling dirty, disgusted and frightened. I think that I feel "soiled" on some level because I was married to him for 15 years. 

[bliz]

Ohh, I dont like those ex dreams either.  At least he is looking more pitiful and I am not pining for him and we dont have sex in the dream. Yuck!!  Difficult to believe we ever loved them, isnt it?

[mum]

ok, I am reviving this thread (for lack of a better place to put this).
I am getting married soon, to my true love that I left (mid engagement) 25 years ago. 
Anyway, for several weeks, recently, I had recurring dreams with a common theme:
 I was marrying either one of my ex's instead of my fiance. I always get out of it at the last minute, usually with some huge powerful statement on my part...in their face kind of confrontation, me saying " I won't marry the wrong guy again!!!".  In the last one I had, my daughter helped me find my fiance after I told her dad off!  My fiance was carving baseball bats at the time (weird) and my daughter helped me convince him I was not leaving him again.

Anyway the dream I really wanted to share is this one:  A little background: my mother, who some of you know is in a nursing home and not always coherent, does not know I am getting married again, nor does she know about my relationship with my fiance .....she doesn't know a lot from the last 3 years, really. 

Anyway, I woke up Sunday morning with this dream: My mom called me on the phone (I live far away).  She was her normal, younger self and she said "I understand you are getting married.  Congratulations!"  I had such an overwhelmingly peaceful feeling, I will never forget it.  Then I woke up.

Half hour later, my brother calls (not a dream) and says: "Mom was totally coherent this morning.... so I took the opportunity to tell her about your marriage and relationship, etc...." He said my mom was a little confused at how everyone else would know but her (he explained that I had tried to tell her when I was there, but there was never a good time with her "condition") and she not only accepted it, but was extremely excited and pleased for me!  The only thing she wanted assurance about was that my kids and my fiance love each other, and my brother was able to reassure her that they do!

I had accepted that my mom would most likely never know, even though it saddened me, and now she does! This is such a huge gift to me.  A miracle really. I accept that she may not remember much about that conversation....but it got in there somehow....and I feel good about it.

If you are still reading> here's another one from this morning...
 In this dream, I was in my son's car with my son, and both of us got phone calls on our cell phones from different people who said: "Mum, that old temple of yours that has a floor full of pot holes....well the holes filled with rainwater and now they are full of lotus blossoms." I know exactly what they are talking about, I can picture it perfectly...it's an old sacred place that was neglected and forgotton.  My son got off the phone and told me his friends were there enjoying the spectacle and wanted me to know (I don't know who called me....).When I woke up, I must have said to myself, "my temple is full of lotus blossoms" about twenty times....
Real life connection: I looked online at a house back east where I want to live that is old and  run down and in a beautiful neighborhood....I am considering purchasing it to fix up when I get back there....pretty neat huh????

[Sela]

Oh Mum!

My fiance was carving baseball bats ...

To beat up your exs with!! ( ....gave me such a good giggle).

You're right!  I think the 2nd dream is a gift too!!  That's wonderful!  Maybe she WILL remember the conversation and the fact that you're getting married again!  Who knows?  At least you know she is happy about it and thinks about/feels so much for your children!  She's holding onto her best parts Mum.

Re: 3rd one..........it sounds like paradise to me.  Maybe it will all come true Mum!  I sure hope so!

Not much of an analysis eh.  I'm glad for the peaceful feelings you got......those are the best!

  Sela

PS: my pc is on the blink and I'm posting from the library/ may not respond d/t not able to get here for awhile.

[Sela]

Ok another weird one I had...last night.

I was watching this woman struggling and sweating and puffing and trying to climb this long, long flight of  steep stairs.    There I was, standing at the top, on the landing and looking down on her, feeling her energy being drained and seeing her getting weaker but also noting her great desire to get to the landing ..... just having such a hard, awful time of it.  Finally I said:

"Hey.  It's easy.  Just go through that little brown door on your right!" 

She stopped climbing and looked at me and then to her right.  She saw and went through the little brown door there and somehow landed on the top landing right beside me.

"Thanks" she said, smiling.  "I was starting to think I might never get here".

Suddenly, I realized the woman was me  (I had been watching myself?? ).

And I woke up thinking:  "Ya.  I just have to walk through the .....brown door....the poo coloured one....and I'll finally get to the safe and happy landing.  But walking through there is sooooooooooo stinky and yucky".

Sela

[Sallying Forth]

And I woke up thinking:  "Ya.  I just have to walk through the .....brown door....the poo coloured one....and I'll finally get to the safe and happy landing.  But walking through there is sooooooooooo stinky and yucky".

Sela

Wow! Do tell! It sure is so stinky and yucky. 100% agree with you.  But then you get to be safe and happy within yourself.

Me? Getting there ...

(((((((((((((((Sela))))))))))))))

[Sallying Forth]

This is the dream I had this morning. I dreamt that my girlfriend took me on a long journey. We hiked through rough terrain and finally to this cliff over a huge lake. My friend jumps in the water. I watch in shock.

She says, “come on you can do it.”
I say, “I can’t jump out that far.”
She says, “then jump in right here,” pointing to a spot closer to shore.
It looks deeper than where she jumped into the water.
“It’s deeper than where I jumped,” she says.
I really don’t want to do this but I prepare myself mentally to jump and then take the plunge.

I am weak after the long hike through the mountainous region and can’t seem to get to the surface. I’m drowning in the lake and watch my girlfriend watch me struggling to get my head up. I’m flailing my arms over my head, waving at her to help me, but she just watches me from the shore.

Then I find myself on the shore, on my back, with my friend standing over me. I get really angry with her for letting me drown and just watching me.

She says, “that’s not what happened. I’ve been trying to resuscitate you for the past half hour. You’ve been on the shore. I pulled you out of the water when you started flailing your arms in the air.”

I’m shocked because I remember things differently yet I don’t understand why. I do remember hearing a voice that kept saying, ‘let yourself go down to the bottom and push yourself off.’ My reply to that voice was, ‘I don’t have the energy to do it.“

My girlfriend pulls me up to stand and then asks if I am okay to continue our journey. I nod my head, still confused about what really happened.

We continue our journey through this mountainous region and I then I discover where we are. There was a shortcut and this girlfriend took the long way around.

I ask her about that and she said, ”I thought you would like to see the scenery.“
I said, ”and almost drown?“
She didn’t answer me.
I said, ”I know you feel guilty about that. So just say so.“
She says, ”okay I do. But it’s finished. Done. You survived didn’t you?“
”Yes,“ I said.
”Then just remember the journey,“ said my girlfriend.

We get back to town and find a place to get something to eat. There’s a strange drink we have. I know the name of it and what’s in it. My girlfriend does not.

Finally we end our long journey at her home. We’re sitting on her bed talking about her sister who died.

I ask, ”do you miss her?“
She says, ”yeah. I’ll always miss her. My family doesn’t ever talk about her. It’s like they don’t want acknowledge that she is dead. But she is. She’ll never return. I keep the room as a memorial to her. I’ve left all her belongings just like they were the day she died.“

[Sela]

Thanks for the hug Sally.  Much appreciated.

Your dreams sounds so vivid.  There is a lot that I would think is very symbolic but I don't know you well enough to really guess at what each symbol might represent.   One thing sort of hit me.....in this dream you are struggling and tired and running out of energy and your friend "saves" you (but also added to your discomfort by taking you the long way and coaxing you to jump into the water...virually causing you increased energy loss and near death).  But you are the one who seems the strongest, after all, and able to survive even though the call was close.  You're up and ready to proceed almost immediately after nearly drowning and willing to continue following your friend.

In the end...it is you who exposes your friend's weaknesses......trickery and lack of emotional outlet (if that can be called a weakness?? ).  You are the one who exposes the truth/reality of what's happened/happening.

((((((((((((((((Sally))))))))))))))))))

Sela

[Sela]

Well this one was vivid and weird:

I dreamt there was a massive crowd of people and somehow they had gathered together because there was going to be some huge catastrophy......almost as if the world was going to end.   Everyone was lined up in long, long lines and it seemed impossible to survive by getting in the back of the line.....like an opportunity would be missed.

This fellow came along and grabbed my hand and said:  "Follow me" and began pushing his way toward the front of the very first line, dragging me behind.  Eventually we arrived at the head of the line and he told me to "Wait here" , then disappeared into the crowd.  There was some kind of structure with big doors ......a large, dark building that somehow didn't have edges.....or an outline.....a  beginning or end......in front of the line ups.  It was frightening and seemed like a bad place.

One woman told me:  "Soon they'll bring out the boxes with the pills.....be sure to grab one and take the pill right away!!"

I was quite surprised that no one was upset with me for butting infront.......and wondering what kind of pills could possibly save me from this great end??  The crowd was loud and I felt very anxious......my skin was crawling......I just wanted to go home.

Suddenly......the door of the structure opened and these small boxes were pitched high into the air......broadcasted over the crowd.   I ran to the left of the structure and caught a box just before it hit the ground.  I opened the box and took the dark coloured pill inside.....looked it over.....then popped it in my mouth and swallowed it.  It felt like one of those pop rocks (those candies that fizz) going down my throat!!  Strange!!

Next I heard my husband calling my name.....he sounded in a panic.  I scanned the crowd and saw him trying to get closer to me.  I worked my way in his direction and soon we met up.  He wrapped his arms around me and just about cried:  "I was soooo worried about you!!  I couldn't find you!!  I'm sooo glad you're ok!!".  He pulled two of the boxes out of his pocket and I suddenly felt huge pangs of guilt because I had only grabbed one box.....I hadn't thought of him!!   I told him this and that I had already taken a pill and he said:  "Don't worry.  I was hoping you'd get a box but I grabbed two just in case.  We can give this one to someone who didn't get one".  He opened his box and took his pill.  He looked like he was going to faint as it fizzed down his throat and he said:  "They're not nice but these pills are supposed to save us".

Next......people started keeling over around us.  We both said we felt ill and we realized these pills were a trick!!  They weren't meant to save anyone......they were poison!!  We both cried!!!  But then.......the fellow who led me to the front of the line came to us and gave us two cups and said:  "Here.  Drink these and you'll be fine".  We drank the foul tasting fluid down and felt better after.  We smiled when we both no longer felt ill.

Then......I woke up.

 
Sela

[Portia]

Wow! Who was the man?
Hey, we’re not all dead and you two aren’t alone. But it might feel like it?
I dunno Sela. Pills versus real understanding and therefore growth? Is anyone around you taking pills or ‘fake therapy’??

Otherwise wow! What a dream! How did you feel at the end?

Oh PS. I dreamed I had a baby boy about 6 months old. He need a poo and I held him over a waste bin (this was in public somewhere) while he did it, complete with happy gurgling farts and so on. He’s quite happy, I’m happy then whoops! I accidentally drop him in the bin!! I frantically get him out and he’s fine. And we go on our way together.

Wish fulfilment / grieving maybe. It felt pretty light-hearted though. And happy.