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| Dreams |
| 05.04.05 (10:13 am) [edit] |
I had two dreams last night, both of which I can recall vividly.
First Dream
In the first dream, I found myself on an island, presumably a tourist spot. I got word that an aerial attack was impending and that everyone was encouraged to leave the island. The only exit was a highway that was constructed on a narrow isthmus that connected the island to the mainland. As I was driving, I could see that the attack had already begun. Missiles were ripping up portions of the highway before my very eyes. Traffic was backed up, and people were in a state of chaos.
I left my car and tried to make it on foot. I could see assault planes in the air. In an effort to make sure that the enemy did not see me, I clutched the green grass on the far side of the highway embankment. Occasionally, I thought the pilot of a particularly troublesome fighter might have caught sight of me. I couldn’t tell. I simply kept rushing on all fours along the side of the embankment in the direction of the mainland. I was aware of moving more swiftly and more easily than seemed possible, but I was still haunted by the possibility that my attacker had spotted me.
Analysis -- I am not in a safe place; I am stranded and will have a difficult time getting back to where I belong. There is an enemy who seeks to do me harm, and only my speed and agility will save me. I must not let him see me.
For the past year and a half, I have felt an increasing sense of animosity from certain people in the church. Maybe I am feeling that I need to get to safety.
But perhaps the enemy is internal. If I consider the major characters in the dream from an archetypal perspective, there are two: the aggressor and the fugitive. Is there a force of suppressed (repressed) aggression within that threatens to undo me? Is this part of my shadow, a part that I need to recognize and acknowledge, so that it doesn’t destroy me? If I keep hiding from it, I may be setting myself up for the fear that it will get me yet.
Second Dream
In the second dream, I was in the office at the church. The new puppy that our family has adopted was there, but I had lost track of her. I had just come out of Jim’s office [Jim is our Associate Pastor] and wondered if the puppy had followed me in there. I knocked on the door and entered. In the short time since I had left Jim, he had packed up most of his books. I asked him what he was doing, moving? He said, “I’m finished,” and, walking toward the door, thinking that he was about to say, “I’m finished here,” I said it: “I’m finished here, too.” Then I had an uneasy feeling that that is not what he meant and that I had revealed my feeling that my time in this church was coming to an end. As I walked out the door, I saw the puppy outside Jim’s office.
Analysis -- In this dream, I am looking for something that I have lost, something for which I am responsible, namely, the puppy. I think that it may be in one place, Jim’s office, but it turns out that it is not. It is actually outside Jim’s office.
The dream may have been occasioned by a visit I made to Jim’s office yesterday. He had said that one of our church’s students had been in earlier and had offered to arrange things in a neater way. Maybe that exchanged prompted my dream about Jim packing things up for a move. (He and I have both talked about leaving this church.)
Could it be that Jim’s office represents a move, and what I am looking for cannot be found there (in a move)?
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