Where my dream awareness started was noticing I was sinking, and "knowing" I was on the Titanic, going down.
I didn't actually see the ship to my recollection, just noticing I was quickly (but not forcefully) sucked under water, I tumbled in sort of a somersault, and immediately began swimming upward.
In a flash, I wondered if I should just inhale the water and let myself drown, or hold my breath and try to swim out. As I was swimming upward, I noticed that I didn't need to breathe, and reached up and grabbed a grate/vent that I pulled on and swam up through, then another. In just a few moments I was above the water and standing on a solid, stable surface.
After that it was a little fuzzy, something like it was as if I were a male who had a document or token I had gotten from Abraham Lincoln and was using it to pass myself off in order to make a claim on something (money perhaps). Skip to a fragment of a woman with several small silver cylinders embedded in a board in the outline of the "Chevrolet" symbol, and either she or I are pulling out one or more.
So...
The emotional content of this dream was actually pleasant. I didn't feel any alarm, and was open and curious about whether I should allow myself to drown. I felt subtle relief upon waking, as if slight emotional tension had been relieved.
I am concerned with what the latter part of the dream may be reflecting, I don't trust myself to be totally honest with myself, as I am *quite* aware of my slippery egoic defenses and a long history of escapist fantasy addiction
so I wondered what your perspective might be.
Deepest gratitude, as always.
(Btw I have been reading Eye of Dreams and am thoroughly enjoying it and getting a lot out of it, though I will need to read it through at least another time or two!)
