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A dreamer wanted help with a series of unpleasant and
vaguely ominous dreams. They depicted a barren landscape and a lake with a
giant man-eating turtle in it.
Was this a foreboding dream? One that suggested ill tidings?
On Wednesday, we worked with the dream symbols, and today we have reconstructed
the dream in its metaphoric version. As you read, get ready for a surprise!
The dream restated
as metaphor
There are sections of me that are places of undiscovered
opportunity. I might even find a part of me that is an advanced civilization
there. It would be a part of me that knows more than I do and from whom I can
learn. The landscape in this part of me is desolate, unproductive and not
nurturing. It is unfriendly and dangerous. But right in the middle of it there
is an oasis, a place to refresh and revitalize myself. It’s full of the life
substance, what I am predominantly made up of, something I can’t live without.
Joining me in this place within me of undiscovered opportunity, are other parts
of me who are ordinary folks. We’re all there, I guess, because we’re curious
and looking for answers to questions. There is a structure in this part of me
that is designed to take me from one section of the barren landscape to the
other while bypassing the oasis which I’d prefer to avoid. On this structure
there is no protection to keep me from falling and getting hurt. I am
interested in joining with the part of me on the other barren side of the
structure. It looks like my own social gathering. I always have curiosity about
what I might be missing by not being a part of it. But as the various parts of
me go across this structure, they lose their place on the path and go over the
side, falling into the oasis of refreshing, revitalizing substance. They lose
their balance and are consumed, digested, and in the process, destroyed by a
part of me that is a mystical creature. It’s primordial and has been there for
millennia. All that is left are the bare structures of these parts of me, the
part that holds me up and lasts long after the rest has deteriorated. This
process is a renewal within me. It is a casting away or wiping away of all the
old junk that gets built up inside of me. It makes me function better.
Some thoughts
Some of the dreamer’s initial reaction to this dream was
accurate: There was certainly reason to be nervous, because events were
transpiring that he didn’t want, and which he thought would be unpleasant:
Parts of him were “losing their balance” and being “consumed.” But from a
careful reading it soon becomes clear that this loss of balance isn’t due to
wandering from a path he should be on. On the contrary; he is falling off a
path that leads him from one barren section of himself to another. In the
process, he is “casting away…all the old junk that gets built up.” This helps
him “function better.”
Tomorrow we’ll ask him about it. It should be interesting!
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