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Dreams about the Narcissist
flower:
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Thanks so much for your insight and support.
It aided my healing. Too much of my heart
was in this post to let it remain here for posterity on the web.
The post served its purpose and now it is time to
edit it or gently take it down.
To every thing there is a season, and a time
to every purpose under the heaven: Ecclesiates 3:1
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If you have had any insightful dreams about narcissists and would like to share them I would love to listen.
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Thanks so much for your insight and support.
It aided my healing. Too much of my heart
was in this post to let it remain here for posterity on the web.
The post served its purpose and now it is time to
edit it or gently take it down.
To every thing there is a season, and a time
to every purpose under the heaven: Ecclesiates 3:1
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Anonymous:
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The location of the dream was my parents' property. It was on a hill in a wooded area. There was a junk pile in that area. It actually was an exact location that existed, complete with the junk pile. The pile was full of old ruined rotten boards, broken furniture, rusted metal objects etc. It was raining. Among the rain soaked junk was a coffin. It was a beautiful expensive wooden coffin with a lovely finish. The rain was ruining the finish. I was dead and in the coffin. I began to be very sad in the dream because I knew that the rain was wrecking the finish. I couldn't understand why my parents didn't bury the coffin and take care of. It would be ruined. I then crawled out of the coffin and sadly began to wipe the water off the beautiful wooden finish with a cloth, wondering why my parents cared so little about what was happening. The dream ended..
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I don't think this dream requires any interpretation. And the imagery is fantastic, I love it. Thanks for sharing it. I hope you take it to your therapist as a gift.
I had some dreams about my mom but they weren't beautiful like yours. In one of them, I was kicking my mother viciously and killing her. In another, she was cooking pasta and she casually put a giant tarantula in the pasta!
bunny
Anonymous:
Hi Flower,
I have been keeping a dream journal for a few years now, so I'll take a swing at it.
I read your dream as a marker of both an end and a new beginning. Many of the symbols can be read on two levels. Rain, tears but also that which brings new growth. The coffin is both a cage and a protection against your former life. You die, but then you come to life again. You are in the junkyard, yet have a beautiful piece of art which you want to care for.
It really is a beautiful dream.
Bunny, I like yours too! I've had some spider dreams and couldn't figure them out. In my research, a few interpretations hold that spiders are symbols of feminine power (both good and bad aspects) and how appropriate to be placed in a "web" of food, when a web is meant to catch food!
And of course there's the famous line, "What a tangled web we weave, when first we (something) to deceive..." somethin' like that :roll: .
Other times I don't interpret, I just enjoy the "movies" that come on at night! But when having the Major N falling out in my family, my dreams featured me generally screaming at a different family member on different nights :shock: Guess I had a lot to say... others featured these "strong, silent" type actors like Clint Eastwood and Charles Bronson showing up. I think that might have been my inner strength making a cameo appearance before screaming on the telephone at my dad again!
Well, post away! I like this :) Seeker
Anonymous:
Hello again Flower,
I am trying to remember the dreams I had when I was struggling a bit harder with all of this. I don't have access to all the stuff I wrote down (on another computer) but one image I remember which kind of sums up my family position is this: An ant walking amidst the towering blades of grass with a tiny camoflaged army helmet on its tiny little head. Talk about wanting to be invisible! 8)
I didn't have the overt rejection you experienced. It was way more covert and subtle. But a definite reality. Everything revolved around my dad although he disguised it pretty well. He gets his way or else. My coping device was and still is to become invisible. I am supposed to do well but not be proud of it :roll:. I become extremely anxious when people make angry "jealousy noises".
Another dream was of the two major Ns in my life smoking in a hotel room. I told them in the dream they had to follow the same rules as everyone else and told them to go outside if they wanted to smoke. For me, the smoking represented a filthy inconsiderate habit that was damaging to both the smokers and the people around them. :? (apologies if this offends smokers, but it's a metaphor...)
I do relate to your junkyard dream very much. One man's trash is another man's treasure. Any other cool images? As Clint would say "go ahead, make my day!" :D Seeker
Anonymous:
--- Quote from: flower ---I was in a house that they were thinking of giving me. I already had a house.
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Houses in dreams often represent the psyche/unconscious mind. You already have your own psyche but she wants to give you hers.
--- Quote from: flower ---The bait house was kind of broken down and needed fixing.
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Metaphor for an unrepaired, sick maternal psyche and maternal bond.
--- Quote from: flower ---Anyway, I was in one of her bait and switch houses and my mom was giving me a huge pile of Valentine gifts to soften me up to come back into her web. There were red and pink heart shaped little candies with writing on them. Also lots of cards. There were gifts wrapped in colorful plastic wrapping. I felt bribed.
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Your unconscious says that love from your mother is false and manipulative. Huge pile of gifts may also be a metaphor for a pile of poop. Gifts are often symbolic of poop, which can mean a lot of things. This begins in childhood where we get interested in poop and, at that time, ascribe meanings to it.
I think the dreams about the house are longings for a healthy bond between you and your mother. Unfortunately she has done a bait-and-switch deal which poisons the longing and it becomes a brokendown pile of crap. She keeps offering this bond (house) and taking it away. I suppose that's what her internal world is like and she feels constantly cheated. This is irrational and crazy.
bunny
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