Urine Urinate

 

This could point to release of tension, letting go of restrained feelings, or release of sexual feelings. Sometimes, if this is not your urine, it could be about other people’s sexual attitudes – or their negative sexual attitudes.

On a positive not urinating has classically been linked with the flow of life through you. See the Manneken Pis of Brussels below. Dreams in which we try to go to the toilet, but it is mysteriously locked or closed, may be due to the need to pee during the night.

Example: ‘I was in a huge cathedral, the mother church for all religions. I wanted to go to the toilet/gents. As I held my penis to urinate it became a snake and reached down to the urinal to drink. It was thirsty. I struggled with it, pulling it away from the unclean liquid. Still holding it I walked to a basin and gave it pure water to drink.’ Bill A.

Here the snake is not just Bill’s penis. It is the direction his sexual urges take him that he is struggling with. Wanting to urinate is Bill’s urge to release an inner tension. Out of his sense of love and connection with Life – the cathedral – he wants to lift his drive toward something that will not leave him with a sense of uncleanness. In this sense a snake might be something one wrestled with, depicting the wrestle one has with inner drives and hunger, especially sexuality, food or anger.

Comments

-julie 2013-03-22 6:05:06

I dreamt of my deceased dog, who was very important to me and who played a key role in opening my heart. In the dream, I was standing (or sitting) near a tree, when I notice a dog grasping the trunk of the tree between all four legs and straining to urinate. I noticed it was wearing a red color and that caused me to realize that it was my dog, who I knew in the dream was dead. This was odd because in real life it was my dog’s sister who wore a red color, but nonetheless, in this dream, the collar caused me to recognize Murphy. As I realized who he was, I put my arms around him, both to support him and help him down and to hug him because I loved him very much and was happy to see him. As I hugged him, I thought, “This is real; this isn’t a dream — it’s really real.” And that was the end of the dream. If you can offer any insight on this odd little dream, I’d appreciate hearing them.

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