Thursday, December 27, 2012

Puppy Dreams


I dreamed that I was watching after some puppies. There were three or four of them. They got out the back door which led into a basement. I went looking for them, but then my cats got out and went into the basement, too. I was trying to wrangle my cats first, then I was going to look for the puppies. When I got to the basement, I noticed there was a door open. I was worried that the puppies had already gone outside. I shut the door so no more puppies would get out, carried all three of my cats and one of the puppies, then asked my husband to help me find them. I thought we might need to go outside if we were going to find all of the puppies. I was worried about them being lost.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Airport Dreams



I had a dream last night that I was waiting for my husband to get back from a trip. For some reason, he was in Kansas City. I had received a text when he got through security and now was waiting for one from him saying that he had boarded the plane. I never got that text. There was a hurricane coming. I was fretting. Someone suggested that his plane had been grounded because of the storm. Then, I saw the plane from Kansas City get in. I watched as everyone got off, but he wasn't on the plane anywhere. I was frantic.

Generally, water represents the emotions so storms represent turbulent emotions. The more turbulent the storm, the more turbulent the emotions. The hurricane would therefore be particularly destructive emotions. Airplanes represent a dramatic life change. In the dream, the plane is trying to stay ahead of the storm. However, my husband wasn't on it, so the dramatic life changes seem to be forestalled in some way (I think). I'm at the airport, but he's apparently still at a different airport since he texted me. Airports generally represent life transitions, so we're both sort of stuck in two separate waiting periods. (Waiting for what, I'm not sure.)Generally, there's a desire for new experiences and new opportunities but stopped in one's tracks by self-doubt.

edit:Huh. My husband just informed me that our neighbor was stuck in Kansas City all weekend and just got back. Okay, that's freaky.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Lost

Weird.

I dreamed about Lost last night.

In particular, I dreamed that I was on the island. I was working for some company that would fire you after two mistakes. I'd already made one. I had an idea, though, to take tourists to some island in Japan and was going to try to "sell" them on the day trip. Then, Sawyer came back. He had gone underwater at one point and everyone thought he was dead. They were suspicious, wanting to know how he survived. I had a thing for him (which is weird, since in reality, I basically liked his character but that's the extent of it)and so I was glad to see him back. I was friendly, but I was awkward, like a bookish teenager trying to flirt. I wasn't really a blip on his radar, and so my friendly overtures were largely ignored. Instead, there was another woman that he hooked up with. I basically forgot all about it, and got to doing various tasks. I was in the middle of a task when the woman he had hooked up with came to me. She was upset about something, having a crisis, and wanted me to listen to her problems. I felt put out. I was in the middle of doing something and, to be honest, didn't feel like dealing with it at that time. Still, I felt like I ought to and felt bad about not particularly wanting to help. I was apologetic, and explained I'd love to help out later, but I really had to do this one thing. I then went back to work.

Off the top of my head, this is the symbolism that I can think of...

Sawyer: Sawyer was a conman on the show. So, I think he represents someone that I came to see as a conman. This would be someone I trusted, even when other people were suspicious.

Flirtation: in general, this is a desire for connection, perhaps recognition, which goes overlooked.

Work: This is general anxiety about goal achievement, particularly at the beginning.This points to a general environment with very high standards.

Task: At the end, I needed to get something done, but it was a different type of work than I was doing at the beginning. There was also no threat of losing my job. In this case, the task seemed to be avoiding the more emotionally charged situation, and there's an element of not wanting to deal with emotions--mine and others. Since the woman in the dream was someone preferred by the conman, it may refer to trying to shut out feelings of envy, where others get more prestige and recognition. Feeling an obligation to them but not wanting to deal with the emotions that interacting with them will trigger and so hiding behind one's responsibilities to avoid the situation.


Thursday, December 15, 2011

Dreams About Food and Tarot Cards




Weird. I seem to dream about food a lot. Last night, I dreamed I was at a McDonald's. I got in line, ordered french fries, ate them while I talked on the phone. Then, they were about to close, so I got back in line. There were two people ahead of me and one person in the line next to me. Each time, the cashier reminded them they were closing soon. When I got up to the counter, I demurely and tentatively asked for a pint of milk. The cashier was pleasantly surprised.

In another dream, I was given a tarot reading by someone I know. 10 of wands was in the reading and I thought that it was in the "conclusion" position but was actually in the "hopes and fears" position. (Yes, I was doing that spread. Strange, because it's not one of my preferred tarot spreads.) Also, I thought one of the cards was 7 of cups, but upon closer look turned out to be 4 of cups. It was not, as I thought, the case that the situation was vice-ridden and over-emotional but dissipating. Rather, it was filled with pleasantries, but was too passive to move beyond that. The person giving the reading was sympathetic and apologetic.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Compartments

I dreamed that my husband had a girlfriend. When I inquired, he explained she was me and was simply my doppelgänger. Then there was a tray. Both the doppelgänger and I were put into glass cases and placed on a tray. There was extra space, so a rectangular glass box was set on the tray.

The doppelgänger represents two sides of the personality. Specifically, they can represent a conflict between head and heart, logic and emotions.

A rectangular shape represents solidity. Glass can represent barriers and protection.

My interpretation: developing boundaries between logic and thinking, compartmentalizing the two. Keeping the two sides of my personality as separate from one another.


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Saturday, June 25, 2011

Elevators

Last night I dreamed that I was at some event...it was in a huge warehouse, but it was also not very crowded. I was talking to someone of considerable influence in my current life. We were sitting in swivel chairs with no table nearby, just a tv. An ad came on for an upcoming soap opera with various characters based on the MBTI. The character in the ad was ENFP, characterized as freedom loving, change loving and tending to rebel against restrictions. I said, "she's my doppelgänger," meaning she was my typological make-up function-wise, only extraverted rather than introverted.

I then told the person I wanted to make some extra money by training as an MBTI practitioner. He asked me if I was a therapist, I said no, then he said something to indicate he thought I'd be wholly unsuited for such a job. I knew he had misjudged me and now was the time to clear that up, so I told him about the traumatized student I tried to help, and explained my biggest problem was that I couldn't adequately compartmentalize. I then mused "what if?" about teaching, hoping he would encourage me to not give up, but instead, he tried to dissuade me and I knew exactly where I stood on that matter with him. He still thought very little of me in that department.

We then went on the elevator (headed up out of the basement of my unconscious, a return to the conscious personality?) but I was so drunk, that I nearly got off on the wrong floor. He told me to wait. Some man, vaguely evil (perhaps he wore a black turtleneck?) tried to warn me about the man I was with as I got off. I then walked over to another elevator.


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Thursday, June 9, 2011

Afterthought

Strange thought about the 3 women/hotel/apocalypse dream:

1. Rapture stuff dates back to early teen years
2. The hotel is somewhere safe and secure, where all the craziness can't get me
3. The girl can't go because of curfew--e.g. Parental restriction
4. If she can't go, none of us can.

Possible interpretation?

3 women represent 3 aspects of myself.
The teenager is younger me.
The curfew=a mother complex holding me back.

Other strange dreams last night. A solution may have come to me, but I'm too tired to write about it now.


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