I have this recurring dream. I re-discover this whole larger part of my house that I'd forgotten was there. It's not new to me, just forgotten. I always have a really good feeling about this large space, though it's outdated and could use some redecorating. The funny thing is it's all very familiar and every time I have the dream I can picture this one very open, very large room. I love this dream.
I have another house dream. This other house is, again, very large but in severe disrepair. In some rooms the ceiling is about to cave in and needs my immediate attention. The room could be lovely if only I'd get around to fixing it up. I can't though because it's just too overwhelming. I feel solely responsible for getting this work done. I haven't had this dream in a while but I think I've had it since rehabbing this house however many years ago that was.
Recently I had a dream I'd never had before. James and I were on a ship getting ready to leave on a cruise. At some point I remember some friends are coming to see me so I get off the ship to say hello to them. It's more like I leave a building to say hi to them on a city street (these are neighbors of mine. Jeanette, you are one of them). I go back to the ship and it has left without me. I jump in the water and begin paddling on a raft (?) or something and now I'm in a river in a jungle and getting close to catching the ship and I feel hopeful. My only interpretation of this dream was that "I missed the boat". I don't know what that boat was though.
Just a few nights ago I had a dream that James was mad at me because I hadn't been making cheese with all the milk we had in the refrigerator. Guilt? I made cheese the next day.
James and I are big dreamers (in many ways) and we often wake and tell each other our dreams. I love to dream as long as I feel rested in the morning.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
- - - - Marcel Proust
I have another house dream. This other house is, again, very large but in severe disrepair. In some rooms the ceiling is about to cave in and needs my immediate attention. The room could be lovely if only I'd get around to fixing it up. I can't though because it's just too overwhelming. I feel solely responsible for getting this work done. I haven't had this dream in a while but I think I've had it since rehabbing this house however many years ago that was.
Recently I had a dream I'd never had before. James and I were on a ship getting ready to leave on a cruise. At some point I remember some friends are coming to see me so I get off the ship to say hello to them. It's more like I leave a building to say hi to them on a city street (these are neighbors of mine. Jeanette, you are one of them). I go back to the ship and it has left without me. I jump in the water and begin paddling on a raft (?) or something and now I'm in a river in a jungle and getting close to catching the ship and I feel hopeful. My only interpretation of this dream was that "I missed the boat". I don't know what that boat was though.
Just a few nights ago I had a dream that James was mad at me because I hadn't been making cheese with all the milk we had in the refrigerator. Guilt? I made cheese the next day.
James and I are big dreamers (in many ways) and we often wake and tell each other our dreams. I love to dream as long as I feel rested in the morning.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
- - - - Marcel Proust
I have 'house dreams' as well. I have interpreted mine using Gestalt theory: I am the house and there are parts of me that I am not familiar with or that are in disrepair due to lack of attention. I also have dreams that, on the surface, are about me but are really dreams about fears for my children that I take on as happening to myself. Dreams are funny things.
ReplyDeleteI like thinking about dreams. You're right, they're funny things.
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