Date of dream: Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Lucid Intent?
No
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A blind date has been arranged for me with the character Miranda Hobbes from the television series
‘Sex and the City’.
As we walk to a bar I see my reflection and notice that I have large womanly hips and thighs.
We sit at a table in a bar there is an awkward silence between us.
I see that Miranda is wearing a watch much like my own she tells me that her brother gave it to her.
I look to my wrist to compare my watch to hers and see that I am wearing two similar watches.
I break the ice by asking her “what are you doing this weekend?” Miranda thinks I’m jumping the gun
and assumes I am enquiring if she is available, but my question was genuine and I was just curious
to know what she would be doing.
When she realises my question was honest she tells me that a female friend has invited her to pick
and taste cloves of garlic at a vineyard where the bulbs are exclusively grown.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: The character of Miranda Hobbes almost certainly represents a meeting with what might be the current incarnation of my archetypal Anima or previously denied Anima as suggested by the blind date. Whilst reflecting on the dream on waking it came to me that each of the females in the television show for me represents a direction or orientation such as North being Miranda Hobbes the voice of reason, slightly masculine herself but also verging on being a misandrist which in a peculiar way mirrors my own feelings about men particularly childhood feelings. The South represented by Samantha Jones symbolizes the physically uninhibited, independent, instinctual this aspect of the anima is the one I tend to deny, the East being Carrie Bradshaw who is the narrator, a philosopher with the drama being structured around her centre of thought I guess this could be seen as being the Ego self and finally the West in the form of Charlotte York who is conservative, emotional and romantic. The perfect anima in this context would lie at the center of the cardinal points I guess or at the center of the cross ‘+’. I’ve been thinking a great deal about a the connection between the Anima and ones Shadow, seeing as the Shadow is often the same gender as the dreamer the drama near the end of my dream would suggest resistance or fearfulness, the archetypal vampire would be Dracula and the garlic from the strange vineyard would be used to keep him at bay, this symbolism may refer to previous dreams of vampires and shadows. Compare this drama to Dream 3 where another positive manifestation of my Shadow made him Self present.
Dream 1: Green card – In an American waiting room I watch as a vertically challenged Mexican man is chased about the room by officials, the little man who has an elongated head is an illegal alien and is forcibly taken away. I ask an American lady sat to my right “What if a highly qualified Mexican scientist wanted to work in America, surely he would be offered employment?” The lady explains “Mexico needs scientists so its unlikely one would seek employment in the United States” I ponder what she says and realise that her logic makes sense.
Dream 2: Wheelbarrow – My aunt and her ex-girlfriend are gardening at the rear of my teenage home. I take charge of the situation and use a wheelbarrow as I work.
Dream 3: Italian dragon – Way off in the distance on the motorway I take to work I see a stationary brown car whose front end has been crumpled in an accident. Fortunately the authorities tow the car away before I reach that point in the highway resulting in a clear road ahead for me. I drive behind a classic yellow and white Lamborghini Miura which has an Italian flag fluttering from the front right passenger window. In the rear window at the bottom right I see a flag of Wales. I see that the driver sat in the front left seat is a black man.
Dream 4: The resonant frequency of water – In the canteen at work I boil water in a whistling kettle with the intention of finding the resonant frequency of water. When this doesn’t work I look for an egg to place inside the kettle. Realising that it wouldn’t be right of me to take the eggs which don’t belong to me from the worktop I decide to make myself a cup of coffee instead.
Dream 5: “Merry Xmas Everybody” – The music group Marillion have reformed with their old lead singer Fish. I watch as they perform with great gusto a cover of Slade’s “Merry Xmas Everybody” just for me.
Date of dream: Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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It is daytime and I have driven through impossibly narrow twisty back streets of an unfamiliar
suburban area to find myself in something of a new and pleasant dream environment.
I meet a female work colleague (who is incidentally Italian) who has invited me to eat out at a
nearby restaurant with her, there is an air of romance in the air but I am worried about wife’s
reaction on finding out about my going out on this date.
It turns out that the invitation to the restaurant would have been a group affair with the
colleague’s friends anyway so there wouldn’t have been any reason to worry. (Just as a note I have
never dreamt of this person before, share none of the feelings I had in this dream for her and only
know her to say hello to in waking life).
Instead of going to the restaurant with the colleague I am instead invited to her nearby apartment
where she makes a call on a telephone and puts me in touch with another female work colleague (who I
have never dreamt of before either) and who is incidentally from the southern hemisphere
(Australasia) and who is back there living (in the dream), this colleague has not long given birth
to a (dream) baby.
I ask the other colleague on the telephone many questions about how she and the baby are and what
she is up to but she soon gets bored of listening to me, it would appear that now she has a baby her
child is more important to her now and occupies her interest more than I do.
After the call the Italian female colleague then takes me to a large office building which also
appears to be a college for the arts too, it is familiar and yet unfamiliar to me. It is the last
day of work and a big celebration is soon to take place but first I have to make a special cake so I
head of to a vacant classroom for teaching cookery.
The cake I make is made from an unusual thick golden slightly sparkly yellow mixture this mixture
strikes me as being very important and has special qualities, somehow magical.
It takes me a long time to make the cake and when it is finished I put the principle portion of the
mix into a square container and the remaining ball of dough into a smaller circular tub.
The strange dough is edible but is something more akin to Playdough and has special qualities
something like soft gold, its purpose is vague and definitely not for eating (although it could be I
feel) but I know its precious and I must keep it with me for a future purpose.
After making my cake I clean up the kitchen washing up all of my utensils and making sure that I
have switched of all of the appliances like the cooker.
As part of my tidying up I put away a hi-tech looking dentists chair and accompanying tools like
drills into a large briefcase especially made to hold such items.
Just as I am about to leave I am cornered in the cookery room by a group of unfamiliar and
suspicious, sinister looking characters, they interrogate me and demand to know whether I am a
communist or not. I feel very pressurized literally in the physical sense as the harsh interrogation
forces me into the tight corner of a large windowsill where the blue blinds are drawn shut. I insist
that I am not a communist and the shady faction seems satisfied with my answer and leaves me to
finish cleaning.
The female colleague who met me at the beginning of the dream returns to collect me after I have
made my cake and wants to take me to the ‘last day of work’ celebration which has been arranged by
some managers at my work, I gather there will be champagne, nibbles and chit-chat.
I place my two containers holding my magic golden cake and dough and place them into a carrier bag
so as to keep them hidden from any prying eyes and then head off with the colleague to join the party.
But instead the colleague takes me to an area in the college where a group of young ladies are
practicing a choreographed dance routine (a bit like in the American television series ‘Fame’ in
fact the centre for the arts in my dream was very much like in that style), the rehearsal is very
exciting and visually stimulating to watch and I find the energy, movement and clothing that the
dance troupe wears very exciting.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: The two female colleague characters in this dream most probably refer to the recurring Italian and Australian (or in this case nearly Australian) themes in my dreams, it was a really positive dream and felt quite uplifting in a way very different from past dreams, its difficult to explain but it just ‘felt’ positive. The special golden cake and dough was particularly positive and seemed to possess magical qualities, the cake was something like marzipan I guess and could have been eaten but from within the dream I felt that it was to be kept for some other magical purpose (as an immediate association or thought, that purpose would seem to me that the golden dough was to be used to model things from, figurines and the like).
