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« on: November 01, 2015, 08:34:37 PM »
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Dream Interpretation / Who's running from who?
« on: October 15, 2015, 07:28:39 PM »
Dear Tony, be great to get your feedback again if I can.
Why would I play a character in a dream that is the opposite of my actions in normal life? I don't understand why I would 'be' that energy, rather than interact with them as myself..
In part of the dream I played a power hungry man, a British general who had become a sort of a highwayman. Wearing a red jacket and expensive silky shirt. He was vain, supercilious, greedy and destructive. In 'being the thing' he had all the stunted personality of greed (I did sense an absence of mothering though) Is he a part of me, or is this just a way of getting a closer look at an energy that has negatively impacted me?
'we are everything' doesn't help me, as that has been a phrase that caused me deep confusion on my path and gave me a sort of sub-genre to the Stockholm syndrome, delaying my process in realising how often I was bullied in so many life situations. I needed then to locate myself within the dynamic, not reflect on the oneness of things.
Later I'm being chased by some dangerous force, I'm young, in a dark forest. The police come to find this person who is causing trouble and I ask them to take me with them, so I can be safe, I'm so relieved to get in the back of the car.
But soon the car turns into a cart, and the police into a poor old man and boy, and now we're being chased by the police! It seems to be just because we are poor and vulnerable and they have power.
Then there's a wealthy man sneaking out from his mansion to have an affair. Then there's a famous actor who loves art and spirituality, but has an abusive demeaning attitude towards women. The dream ends with a friend telling me to give the city another go, I thank him and say 'the problem is so much deeper than that'.
Thank you
Why would I play a character in a dream that is the opposite of my actions in normal life? I don't understand why I would 'be' that energy, rather than interact with them as myself..
In part of the dream I played a power hungry man, a British general who had become a sort of a highwayman. Wearing a red jacket and expensive silky shirt. He was vain, supercilious, greedy and destructive. In 'being the thing' he had all the stunted personality of greed (I did sense an absence of mothering though) Is he a part of me, or is this just a way of getting a closer look at an energy that has negatively impacted me?
'we are everything' doesn't help me, as that has been a phrase that caused me deep confusion on my path and gave me a sort of sub-genre to the Stockholm syndrome, delaying my process in realising how often I was bullied in so many life situations. I needed then to locate myself within the dynamic, not reflect on the oneness of things.
Later I'm being chased by some dangerous force, I'm young, in a dark forest. The police come to find this person who is causing trouble and I ask them to take me with them, so I can be safe, I'm so relieved to get in the back of the car.
But soon the car turns into a cart, and the police into a poor old man and boy, and now we're being chased by the police! It seems to be just because we are poor and vulnerable and they have power.
Then there's a wealthy man sneaking out from his mansion to have an affair. Then there's a famous actor who loves art and spirituality, but has an abusive demeaning attitude towards women. The dream ends with a friend telling me to give the city another go, I thank him and say 'the problem is so much deeper than that'.
Thank you
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Dream Interpretation / Dentist
« on: October 09, 2015, 09:49:52 PM »
Dream starts with me holding this very peaceful and spiritual baby boy walking under trees (after several nights of screaming baby dreams)
I am in a huge house I decide to bath on the first floor, lots of rich wood and glass, the bathroom is invaded by lots of strangers, creative looking types, one starts taking my photo I'm trying to hide my nakedness and get them to leave me my privacy. I fear I won't have the strength in my voice, but then they just leave of their own accord.
I'm on a dentists couch. The dentist is an wonderful singer and academic I met once and I know she's not a qualified dentist, but the procedure is already underway. She takes out one of my wisdom teeth and I'm mad as I know there was nothing wrong with it, then she tried to put it back in, which makes me mad as it's rather late for that.. Then she removed the whole right side of my face, my jaw and cheek and holds it up and it appears as one long flat bloody bone. My head is bandaged, I can she see is nervous and doesn't know what to do, I start to talk to her..mumbling through the blood and discomfort, giving her moral support, saying she can do it, she can figure it out..as I realise I'm totally dependent on her if I am ever to get through this.. I can see she considers calling a colleague who is in the corridor, but cares more for her image than for my health, so she just carries on.. She replaces the bone, the bottom half clicks in, but the upper cheek area remains dislocated. (This is all very scary and disturbing and remained with me throughout the day..)
A black Italian guy comes in, we are now in an adjacent room, I'm on one hospital couch and they climb on the other and start cuddling and playing footsies. I'm further disappointed in her as I know she is married. The black guy offers me a bowl of rice, but it's ridiculous as I'm all in a mess from the surgery and there's no way I could eat, Is he mocking me? I refuse.
I'm walking along the front of a massive red brick mansion that faces out on a glistening sunlit sea. I'm with the owner who asks his accountant if he has enough money to keep the mansion and he's told yes. He shows me around the ground, leading me along the path. He points out some fig bushes he planted for his neice, I'm amazed to see the green figs are all in the shape of birds about to take flight.
He then shows me to a pale-blue conservatory ( can't rem poss also a pool in there). A glamorous wife now appears and she happily poses for some photographs. I hide in my usual panic at being near a camera and feel rather miserable that there will never be a nice photo of me as I'm so full of shyness and feelings of ugliness. Then he points out the family pet, which is a very old looking fox. The fox comes bounding towards me with the energy and joy of a puppy. I pet the fox on its belly and all over and it's a feeling of mutual adoration.
I am in a huge house I decide to bath on the first floor, lots of rich wood and glass, the bathroom is invaded by lots of strangers, creative looking types, one starts taking my photo I'm trying to hide my nakedness and get them to leave me my privacy. I fear I won't have the strength in my voice, but then they just leave of their own accord.
I'm on a dentists couch. The dentist is an wonderful singer and academic I met once and I know she's not a qualified dentist, but the procedure is already underway. She takes out one of my wisdom teeth and I'm mad as I know there was nothing wrong with it, then she tried to put it back in, which makes me mad as it's rather late for that.. Then she removed the whole right side of my face, my jaw and cheek and holds it up and it appears as one long flat bloody bone. My head is bandaged, I can she see is nervous and doesn't know what to do, I start to talk to her..mumbling through the blood and discomfort, giving her moral support, saying she can do it, she can figure it out..as I realise I'm totally dependent on her if I am ever to get through this.. I can see she considers calling a colleague who is in the corridor, but cares more for her image than for my health, so she just carries on.. She replaces the bone, the bottom half clicks in, but the upper cheek area remains dislocated. (This is all very scary and disturbing and remained with me throughout the day..)
A black Italian guy comes in, we are now in an adjacent room, I'm on one hospital couch and they climb on the other and start cuddling and playing footsies. I'm further disappointed in her as I know she is married. The black guy offers me a bowl of rice, but it's ridiculous as I'm all in a mess from the surgery and there's no way I could eat, Is he mocking me? I refuse.
I'm walking along the front of a massive red brick mansion that faces out on a glistening sunlit sea. I'm with the owner who asks his accountant if he has enough money to keep the mansion and he's told yes. He shows me around the ground, leading me along the path. He points out some fig bushes he planted for his neice, I'm amazed to see the green figs are all in the shape of birds about to take flight.
He then shows me to a pale-blue conservatory ( can't rem poss also a pool in there). A glamorous wife now appears and she happily poses for some photographs. I hide in my usual panic at being near a camera and feel rather miserable that there will never be a nice photo of me as I'm so full of shyness and feelings of ugliness. Then he points out the family pet, which is a very old looking fox. The fox comes bounding towards me with the energy and joy of a puppy. I pet the fox on its belly and all over and it's a feeling of mutual adoration.
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Dream Interpretation / Windows
« on: September 23, 2015, 10:54:56 AM »
Hi Tony,
Over the course of the past year I keep dreaming about really big windows.
Initially a series of dreams of absolutely massive estate mansions. I was reminded of this again last night when I dreamt of a very big city house, being cleaned out by the female character of the dream, someone she had been looking after for years had finally died she was exhausted but happy to be able to start cleaning out. The house felt dark and stagnant, though it was still quite a nice house.
I went back to her later, outside hundreds of bags of rubbish, the first floor room was freshly painted and had so many windows there was hardly any wall! It was beautiful, all these huge old windows.. and all this clean airy space. It was dark outside but this room seemed to have daylight.
Over the course of the past year I keep dreaming about really big windows.
Initially a series of dreams of absolutely massive estate mansions. I was reminded of this again last night when I dreamt of a very big city house, being cleaned out by the female character of the dream, someone she had been looking after for years had finally died she was exhausted but happy to be able to start cleaning out. The house felt dark and stagnant, though it was still quite a nice house.
I went back to her later, outside hundreds of bags of rubbish, the first floor room was freshly painted and had so many windows there was hardly any wall! It was beautiful, all these huge old windows.. and all this clean airy space. It was dark outside but this room seemed to have daylight.
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Dream Interpretation / Assaults
« on: August 22, 2015, 01:41:18 PM »
Hi Tony, this is my first post. I had a dream recently. It was very dark, I was young, X was pulling me towards him, we were clothed, but he was pulling me towards his groin. I was mute paralysed. Then I'm older he has his hand on my left leg I ask him to take it off, he won't, I use both my hands and try pry it off but he is so much stronger than me, I start screaming 'take your hand off me, take your fucking hand off me' (this is very new in these attack dreams ..always up to now I've been mute and also often paralysed) Eventually he does, but is in no way ashamed and more condescending.. A sort of 'maybe not this time' attitude. The dream continued to a somewhat better place, but it's too long to write.
I've experienced a lot if assaults as an adult, and have been dealing with all this recently. But chronic pain has directed me to dreamwork to try find out why the pain continues despite looking at and starting to process these experiences. In the dream his hand was on my left leg, and I currently have a lot of pain in my left leg.
Any help with this appreciated. This dream has been preceded by many dreams that seemed to relate to adult experiences. But I did in the past year have a dream of a much younger boy stabbing me with a sword and I was frantically cleaning up the blood, to hide it, no-one told him to stop. In both this dream and the one outlined above a shadowy mute old woman was present in the background. I tried to work with that dream element, but it was very dead and I couldn't get anything. Part of me has been expecting some sort of child abuse revelation, but I am very shocked it would be X (of my recent dream). Can I rely on the dream information? - I read on unclesirbobby that Real Emotional Nightmares - the dreams are less symbolic, they will be very clear what they are about and people play themselves..
Another recent feature of my attack dreams are very nasty young females who prey on me and seem to really hate me for no reason I understand.
As a teenager I used to have a recurring nightmare - in the dream it was like my spirit body, my self, was being sucked out of my physical body by this huge force. I would desperately try to stay in my body, my spirit body would use its spirit hands to hold on, at the mid point of my body, as if clinging to the edge of a cliff.
My life is constricted by physical pain, and the emotions of these dreams. I want to heal and get on with my life. I meditate daily for years.
I've experienced a lot if assaults as an adult, and have been dealing with all this recently. But chronic pain has directed me to dreamwork to try find out why the pain continues despite looking at and starting to process these experiences. In the dream his hand was on my left leg, and I currently have a lot of pain in my left leg.
Any help with this appreciated. This dream has been preceded by many dreams that seemed to relate to adult experiences. But I did in the past year have a dream of a much younger boy stabbing me with a sword and I was frantically cleaning up the blood, to hide it, no-one told him to stop. In both this dream and the one outlined above a shadowy mute old woman was present in the background. I tried to work with that dream element, but it was very dead and I couldn't get anything. Part of me has been expecting some sort of child abuse revelation, but I am very shocked it would be X (of my recent dream). Can I rely on the dream information? - I read on unclesirbobby that Real Emotional Nightmares - the dreams are less symbolic, they will be very clear what they are about and people play themselves..
Another recent feature of my attack dreams are very nasty young females who prey on me and seem to really hate me for no reason I understand.
As a teenager I used to have a recurring nightmare - in the dream it was like my spirit body, my self, was being sucked out of my physical body by this huge force. I would desperately try to stay in my body, my spirit body would use its spirit hands to hold on, at the mid point of my body, as if clinging to the edge of a cliff.
My life is constricted by physical pain, and the emotions of these dreams. I want to heal and get on with my life. I meditate daily for years.