Date of dream: Wednesday, April 02, 2008
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(Yesterday I got myself into a bit of a tizzy mentally I was having a bad day, felt tired, very depressed and stressed about a variety of things. I asked or rather implored my subconscious for a dream to show me why my dreams from yesterday were so strange and for some new dreams to help and guide me. Below is one dream where I think my subconscious was trying to help).
It is daytime and I find myself walking alone along a sunny unfamiliar street. To my right I see a large entranceway which gives a view into the rear of what looks like the large kitchen of a restaurant.
As I walk by I nose in through the large opening to see what is going on inside, I see lots of white coated chefs preparing a variety of food stuffs and meals. A tall, cuddly and friendly looking blond haired woman beckons me over to her and asks me if I would like to try some ice-cream for free.
I say sure I’d love too and with that the lady scoops out a large ball of chocolate chip ice-cream and hands me the scoop to eat it from. I lick and lucidly taste the ice-cream and find that it is absolutely delicious.
But for some reason though I run off down the street with the scoop in hand still licking the ice-cream. It is unclear why I ran off but there were conflicting feelings of satisfaction, fulfillment and desire on one hand and shame, embarrassment and guilt welling up from inside on the other.
It was as if I wanted what the woman had to offer but the drama and the intimacy made me feel uncomfortable with it.
The woman runs after me shouting “Hey, you’ve got my scoop!” I continue to run but soon run out of puff, I cannot outrun the woman who seems full of energy. When she catches up with me I feel embarrassed and ashamed for running off like I did but I’m relieved to find that the lady seems very compassionate, she tells me with a kind loving smile that I’m more than welcome to have the ice-cream but not her scoop!
We walk back towards her kitchen with me feeling a little childish for having run off, the lady seems very caring and loving in many different ways a sort of embodiment of many different feminine archetypes. In fact I feel smaller than her almost like a child.
As we walk past the park that is situated behind her white kitchen we both stop to pause and look at a little pond which has caught our attention, the pool is clear and contains the most stunning water lilies I’ve ever seen, the multitude of purple, white, yellow and pink sharp petals are truly stunning and even the lady I’m with seems in awe of their beauty.
I can see beneath the surface of the pond that the water lilies have sprouted from what looks like hard coconut shells a fact which seems exotic, surprising and amazing.
When we get back to the kitchen I give the ice-cream scoop a wash to clean it off, but when I come to dry it I see that it has transformed into a torch. I take the flashlight apart in order to dry it off properly before putting it all back together again.
The flashlight is made from strong tough exotic material which looks just like carbon fiber. I put the torch back together again with the pieces clicking snuggly back in one piece satisfyingly. I click the on button and see that the torch is working as it should be, a fact which gives me great satisfaction.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: This is how I see this very positive dream, the female chef represents somebody who is
capable of transformation and her gift of the ice-cream represents both nourishment and from what I
have read the thawing out of and the free flow of previously frozen emotions, it’s both a kind of
transitional food I guess and also a kind of treat or reward too. The special ice-cream spoon or scoop
which was a very significant detail might represent my need to receive nourishment like one might take
a spoonful of medicine. Running away from the woman perhaps shows my fear of close association with
the feminine side, the way she easily caught me up with me seems to signify that this side cannot be
escaped or avoided. The beautiful water lilies or lotuses were stunning and I have read that they can
symbolize new life or new beginnings and I also read that they can represent an awakening of
consciousness as in Indian mythology. This thought seems to fit in very much with my waking life at the
moment and also with the fact that I submitted to the feminine in the dream and went back to her
kitchen willingly which is a place of transformation (and also as what felt partly like a child). The
washing of the spoon possible symbolizes how I have managed to clean this matter up and the scoops
transformation into a torch represents how I have gained new insights and awareness by shedding light
on an important matter, its fabric from carbon fiber seems to suggest that the core of the dreams
meaning concerns the very fiber or building blocks of life.
Dream 1: The cramped shower –A queen has recently become a widower and in order to overcome her
loss she plans to take a holiday to get a suntan, I fly with her in a helicopter from her homeland in the
mountainous Alps to Libya. As we get closer to the hot holiday destination we see a man waving and
signaling on the ground telling the queen that she isn’t welcome, I on the other hand am allowed to
disembark. I walk over to the man and watch as the queen flies back home in her helicopter. I see the
man is the character who was in a recent controversial film called “Borat” (In waking life I find this
character or what I have seen of him very aggravating, I guess he represents the archetypal fool). He
takes me over to a kind of communal or public combination washroom and toilet. Borat undresses and
starts to take a shower and asks me to join him, I undress and step into the shower but find that it is
far too cramped for me. The shower hurts my feet and there is no room to move Borat is much skinnier
than me, I decide to get out of the uncomfortable shower. I notice a bar of soap sitting in a small pool
of urine, the entire scene and drama feels very wrong to me. I see a team of what looks like specialist
sanitation cleaners waiting in the wings of the shower getting ready to give the entire room a clean-up
and makeover.
Dream 2: Driving in tight streets – I’m driving a car down narrow tight twisting streets in a vaguely
familiar dream setting, I have the vague feeling that there is a cemetery nearby. As I drive I realize
that I am getting myself further and further into a dead end, I panic when I eventually have to come to
a halt in a one way street where I see a huge dumper truck heading towards me. I feel anxious and
don’t know what to do but I suddenly feel comforted by a vague presence, I look to my left and see a
street that I can turn down in order to get out of the predicament, the guide like presence impresses a
feeling on me that there is always a solution to a problem no matter how dire it may seem.
Dream 3: Trying to keep up – My wife and I are driving in separate cars through the unfamiliar
outskirts of a town which leads into countryside. My wife leads the way as she knows the way to where
we are going, I follow behind her but feel quite lost and don’t recognize where I am. I soon lose sight of
my wife’s car and panic, I feel a sudden loss of confidence and my driving suddenly becomes more
clumsy and my brakes feel spongy and not very responsive.
Dream 4: The laundry diversion – I watch a scene outside the front of a women’s prison, a large
laundry truck pulls up at the front gate and prepare to drive on inside. I can sense a feeling of uprising,
rebellion and tension coming from the women within the prison, as I watch the large lorry drive in
through the gates I see one woman uses the laundry trucks arrival as a diversion and she sneaks out
and escapes. The escapee seems to represent all of the hopes and dreams of all the other female
prisoners, I watch as some of the female prisoners hold onto the bars of the prison windows watching
what is going on and mentally sending their wishes for her successful escape. I seem to take on and
become the character of the escaped woman, at first I wonder what I should do and if I should just hide
under an old coal bag in a hedge until nightfall until it will be safe to start my bid for freedom. The
woman also seems to think for herself too though (there was a strange kind of shared duality going on
here) and decides to make a cool, calm but hasty run for it. Later whilst walking the streets in an
unfamiliar city I bump into the ex-prisoner and she looks at me very surprised, she is still in her prison
clothes and looks very timid and scared as if somebody might recognize her and capture her. I stop to
quickly acknowledge and talk to her but she seems to be in a hurry to be on her way, we share a few
brief words and look into one another’s eyes deeply before she runs off and disappears into the crowds
of people in the city streets.
Dream 6: Admiration for my letter – Apparently I have written a letter to the Information Technology
department at my work, all I recall of this letter is that it was long, very thorough and had a polite but
assertive tone to it. The letter possible requested help or assistance of some kind, a sort of plea I
suppose. I think no more of the letter but its not long before lots of people mainly some men from the
I.T. team come down to congratulate me on my letter, everyone seems incredibly impressed by the
power it held and the way in which I said what needed saying. This makes me very happy and it’s not
long before even more people come to congratulate me on writing such a good letter. I feel like I have
been working very hard, the work has been tough but very rewarding.
Dream 7: My face mug – Night time and I find myself at work I am sorting through some things at my
desk when I notice a large hand made coffee mug of mine has been broken (I had a mug like this once
but years ago) which had a funny face molded onto it, it is specifically the face from the mug which has
been broken. I feel a little upset at this but I see another near identical mug sat just near to the broken
one. A note has been left by one of the cleaning ladies explaining that she was the one who broke my
old mug when she was washing it, she apologizes adding that she has bought me this new mug as a
replacement for the old one. I feel a lot of happiness and gratitude for her thoughtfulness and kindness.
Date of dream: Sunday, January 13, 2008
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I find myself sat as a passenger at the front of a biplane with the ex-girlfriend of my gay aunt sat
behind me controlling the aircraft (in waking life this woman had a strong powerful character she was
butch and masculine and very successful and enterprising). In my dream she is taking me to meet up
with some female family members who have gone on ahead of me to spend a pleasant day picnicking
on a grassy hill.
To fly in such a plane is an absolutely treat I’m conscious enough to fully enjoy the experience and feel
all of the sensations and nuances of flying in such an agile and maneuverable plane.
My aunts old girlfriend is a great pilot full of confidence and knows exactly what she is doing, she
performs a few exciting barnstorming maneuvers which really thrill me. I note that the plane is
incredibly agile and totally different to flying in a jet aircraft the feeling when she makes the plane lift
and go higher is unbelievably real, I can feel it in my stomach and every nerve in my body it’s a totally
lucid feeling and very exciting.
We circle around in the sky as we seem to have plenty of time before I meet up with the others, we are
at just the right height to be able to see a great deal of detail on the ground. My aunts ex makes her
plane bank over an area where she has seen two sports cars parked on a grassy bank, the perspective
from up here is excellent and I can see that both of the cars are small sporty racing British Lotus’s one
is a modern car called an Elise and the other is a wedge shaped turquoise colored F1 classic from the
1960’s.
My aunts ex-girlfriend and I can communicate with one another very clearly between our open cockpits
she can see the two parked cars as well, she comments to me saying that its wrong and disrespectful to
give a car a female name (as with the modern Elise) and that it is much more correct and proper to
give the name a designated number just like the old classic Lotus would have had in its day. I’m made
to feel that what my aunts ex says carries a great deal of importance and is extremely meaningful at
some level.
After flying through the sky my aunts old girlfriend brings the plane down to land on the grassy hilltop
where I see a group of women sat in a circle around a tree, they have their backs to the tree and are
resting against the trunk, some of the women I recognize as family members and others are strangers.
The landing of the plane was really bouncy, agricultural and sort of unsophisticated but essentially it
was also utterly safe and confidence inspiring, this is a plane you can feel a part of and connected to
and really trust your life with I feel. I get out of the plane thanking the old acquaintance for the lift and
head over to the tree and other ladies.
Additional Comments:
Interpretation: I’m not quite sure what this dream is meant to represent but it sure felt great, the
sensation of flying in this dream was one of the best flying dreams I’ve had even though I wasn’t
actually the one controlling the plane. I’m sort of surprised I had this dream as I had been trying to
consciously keep in mind to try and steer my dreams away from the overly feminine symbolism (I don’t
mean that negatively but just thought it might be worth trying to have more interactions with male
characters) although this dream has brought me right back to that theme and literally in the case of the
final destination. My subconscious obviously thinks that there is more worth discovering or exploring
here I guess.
Dream 1: The dawn of humankind – I have an elevated perspective in a baby blue sky out over an
absolutely vast flat desert landscape I can literally see off to infinity. The landscape is absolutely bare
save for an enormous grey cylindrical structure out in the middle of the plain which at first glance looks
like the coliseum in Rome but on closer inspection I see that it is actually an absolutely gargantuan
block of stone. The exterior of this megalith is covered in an overlapping array of irregular scratch
marks that look to have either been made by claws or from tools, the marks are irregular but their
randomness seems to create a fractal like pattern with meaning. The interior of the cylinder has a near
perfect inverted cone shaped recess or hollow which is slightly smoother than the exterior, part of the
right hand side of the giant stone column has broken away very much like how a part of the upper tier
of the real coliseum has collapsed or broken. I suddenly pick up on the story of this strange place and
the only solitary object in the landscape for thousands of miles. Before mankind came into being aliens
visited the earth and set some primitive ape like being to work on mining, carving and shaping this
strange stone, before the aliens left earth to return home they reproduced with the female apes which
eventually gave way to the human race.
Dream 2: Man talk – (this dream is a bit odd....just a warning) I’m lying on a bed with my male cousin
to my left, he is the one who is usually very crazy in my dreams but who has recently started to cool
off a bit. We have both unzipped our trousers and are examining our privates (??) there is nothing at all
sexual about this in fact it seems more like a strange kind male heart to heart where we are discussing
health matters or concerns. My cousin explains to me that he is going to have another circumcision
done (this struck me as pretty odd even in the dream as I can imagine it’s the sort of operation you can
only have done once?!). I look down at my own privates examining them and see that there is vein with
a large bulge in it like some kind of aneurysm, its not particularly painful but I do find it embarrassing
(this strange detail which doesn’t relate to any waking life problem seemed to be linked to the next
dream I had, although the aneurysm occurred in a different part of the body in this dream).
Dream 3: Brain hemorrhage – I find myself at the bottom of the playground in my old secondary
school, I am my current age and am surrounded by a huge group of people who I don’t recognize. I am
sat down on a bench of some kind and seem to be the centre of attention all of the people have
gathered here to throw a celebration for me. Apparently I am being rewarded with all of these
festivities, merriment and attention because I have been awarded some honor related to soccer
apparently I’ve been bestowed with some kind of soccer player of the year award. I feel very humbled
and quietly happy and joyful that all of these nice people have come to give me so much attention.
Unfortunately though things aren’t quite so rosy, at a personal level I appear to have achieved
everything I had set out to in the world of soccer but I suddenly start to feel a dull pain in my head and
have to steady myself with my right arm on the bench. Nobody realizes what is happening at first and
they all continue to chat among themselves, I can feel that I’m having some sort of life ending brain
hemorrhage. My speech suddenly fails me and I start slurring to the people when they ask me what is
wrong, I slump off the bench and onto the ground. Knowing that I’m going to be dead in a few seconds
I try to tell some of the people knelt above me to tell my wife that I love her but all that comes out is a
garbled slurring of words. I feel frustrated that I can’t get the few words out as inside my head I’m
quite in control but a prisoner of my body. Although I can’t get my last message across I feel happy
and content knowing that I reached the zenith of my career as a soccer player. (In reality I’m not a fan
of football at all although I don’t mind a friendly kick around from time to time, the dream is most
probably symbolic).
Dream 4: Jackpot – I find myself in a games arcade the kind with one armed bandits or slot machines
for gambling (slot machines are something of a recurring symbol for me even though I don’t play them
in waking life). I’m doing really quite well and have hit something of a winning streak I’ve had a couple
of jackpots in a row each of which has paid me £12. I’m on a roll and as I continue to play I seem to
attract the attention of a woman roughly my age, she slinks up over to the machine I’m playing and
lolls over it with her raised arm I can see that she wants me leave the machine so that she can start
playing and take advantage of my winning run. I stick to my ground and although we don’t speak I
mentally suggest or communicate to her that I’m quite willing to share the lucky machine for the time
being with her, it would appear that two minds (or two wallets!) in this case would make more sense
and give an even greater chance of winning. The lady seems to be okay with this and we stand side by
side taking it in turns to play the machine. On the next spin of the reels I get another jackpot of £12,
the four reels show little icons representing the country of Ireland. The lady takes her turn and also
wins the jackpot of £12, her four reels show the country of Portugal.
Dream 5: Washing up – I’m over at my Mum’s house I appear to have stayed over for the night, I’ve
woken up early and am stood at the sink which is absolutely full with dirty crockery I’m washing it all in
order to help out. I don’t actually mind doing the washing and (in the dream) find it quite meditative
and calming, my stepfather comes in and says to me that I don’t have to do that as he’ll take care of it,
the offer is a kind one but I hadn’t really minded doing it I dry my hands off and let him take over. At
some point later I’m impatient for everyone to leave the house so that I can have some privacy to do
something alone.
