DREAMS SECTION
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Hi there! Welcome to ELECTRIC DREAMS - DREAMS SECTION for Vol. 5 Number 10 - November 1998
Hello dreamers! This month we have some special treats- Nora (on a previous issue death theme dream), and Island (on her House Arrest trapped theme dream)) share their unique special insight with extended commentary, Stan K.(buying the farm) brings us into a farmhouse world with a dream economics country store,the repetitive dreams section repeats a relationship theme in varying degrees of intensity, Baby Spice graces our pages (stomach- less?!?), Alien's reappear, a Bomb goes off- then doesn't (who's in control here?), Danger abounds in blank screen TV static-a rocky shoreline- giant french oysters, and problems arise when it's time to take the music class exam (I know the answer, but it won't come out!!!). A French version (care of Alta-Vista)of the Giant Oyster Dream is included in case any of our French readers can help notice some "hidden messsage." Enjoy your journey.
HALLOWEEN AND THANKSGIVING
To get to the Thanksgiving holiday, we first must go through the Halloween celebration. As all kind of young masked creatures populate the early evening hours on October 31 throughout the United States, a sense of the unreal comes into sight. As humorous and grotesque masks disguise the children seeking candy (trick or treat!,)a fantasy world of sorts surfaces in many lives. I remember so clearly the image of ET, the extraterrestial from the Spielberg movie, joining the children on Halloween eve blending into the crowd. For one short period of time, the outsider fit in with the group.
As Thanksgiving approaches, I am thankful for the masked dream images which arise from the depths of our being and bestow a gift of wonder on those who can remember, and food for thought to those who accept the challenge of befriending the sometimes frightening images to feel and penetrate new levels of meaning. Thanks to those who have shared their dreams and commentary with our community.
Enjoy your visit to the pages of Electric Dreams.
Bob Krumhansl
FEEDBACK FROM THE DREAMERS INDEX
General Comment & Question from krisP (980927)
Response from rcwilk on How to unsubscribe from ed-core (980928)
COMMENTARY ON DREAMS FROM PREVIOUS ISSUES INDEX
Dream: Never ending dreary dream by Kos (980924)
Commentary by Nora Leonard on Kos's dream (980924)
NEW DREAMS:
PRECOGNITIVE/FUTURE DREAMS [Stories from past experiences, or send them in before it happens, if you can]
REPETITIVE DREAMS [Significant by nature]
Dream: X by ?? (981006)
Dream: NUrules by ?? (981005)
Dream: the past by ?? (981006)
DREAM TRACES IN WAKING LIFE [The effects of external stimuli on our dreams or is it the other way around - our dreams leaving a trace on our physical reality?]
DEFYING CLASSIFICATION [Your stumpers may not be so mysterious to others]
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LINKS TO STAGES OF LIFE
BIRTH [Starts]
CHILDHOOD [Early development]
ADOLESCENCE [Maturing, testing]
ADULTHOOD [The main event for most]
OLD AGE [Wisdom, Approaching the Journeys end]
DEATH [Endings]
See the REPETITIVE DREAMS and SOLUTIONS sections
COMMUNICATION WITH THE DEAD [Beyond our terrestrial limits]
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AGGRESSION [By us or against us- crossing others paths]
ALIENS [Visitors or visited - creatures from other dimensions]
Dream: Truly Electric by DW (981005)
AMUSEMENT PARK [A place to relax and enjoy, another reality]
ANGELS [Visitors from Spiritual dimensions]
ANIMALS [Basic Instincts- This month brings us an animal zoo... ]
(Check out Baby Spice and the Animal Zoo in CELEBRITIES)
BATHROOMS [Maintenance, Cleansing and Elimination]
BELONGING [What we are associated with or wish we were]
BOOKS (Extensions of our memory and imagination, our permanent records)
BRIDGES [How we get across an obstacle or go from here to there]
CELEBRITIES [The well known - famous and infamous]
Dream: "No Stomach" by au? (981019)
CLOTHING [What we wear tells us about ourselves and the events we participate in]
COMEDY [With an accent on puns, funny situations or jokes]
COMMUNICATIONS [From telepathic to devices to signs & symbols]
COMPUTERS [Extensions of our minds, mind tools, communication]
CULTS [Somewhere out there ...]
DIRECTIONS [Ever stop and ask for directions? North, South, East, West, up, down, ahead, behind, straight, turn, right, left, make a circle, cross, go through, open, close, mix, add, boil, cook, simmer, but most of all - follow these instructions carefully...and don't be shy about asking someone else down the path, except, of course, for the Big Bad Wolf!!!]
Commentary from Heratheta on Old House (980926)
Commentary from Heratheta on Static Dream (980929)
Commentary from Heratheta on Bomb Dream (980930)
Commentary by Heratheta on Dancer (981007)
Commentary by Heratheta on X dream (981010)
Commentary by Heratheta on Oyster/beach/chip (981010)
Commentary by Heratheta on Zoo (981020)
DISCOVERY [New insights and unexpected developments]
Dream: The Bomb (Twice) by ?? (980929)
DREAMING [Dreams about dreaming]
DRUGS [Healing or Hurting?]
EATING [Getting nourishment for maintenance, growth and pleasure]
ELEVATORS [Going UP or DOWN - Push the right button or else...]
ESCAPE [Get me outta here!!!]
Dream: Treacherous rock formation by MG (981009)
EVENTS [The activity defines or dominates the story - a convergence of people at a place and time for a special purpose]
EYES [The organs of sight...the window to the soul...]
FEAR [What scares us]
FOOD [The source of our physical nourishment]
FIRE [Flames bring light, heat and destruction/transformation]
FLYING [Confidence, Power, Freedom & Perspective]
GIFTS [Offerings to or from others]
HOBBIES [Our interests and desires]- COLLECTING THINGS
HOLIDAYS [Time off to ...]
HOSPITAL [A place for treatment, healing and repair]
Dream: Dr. Salt by Joe (981010)
HOUSE [Where our lives take place]
Dream:"House Arrest" with Comments(98.10.16)by Island
Dream:"buying the farm" by stan kulikowski ii (981020)
HOTELS [Temporary Dwelling or Special Event location]
JOURNEYS [Missions away from our home base -explorations]
LOST [Disorientation or abandonment]
LOTTERY DREAMS [Sudden Wealth - Randomness favors the dreamer]
LOVE [All around us, yet so hard to find and keep]
LUCID DREAMING [Knowing you are Dreaming when you are Dreaming]
MEMORY [Remembering ...In dreams we often struggle with the issue of memories and remembering a dream which by definition involves the process of recollection.]
MIRRORS [Reflection of Self]
MUSIC [Melodies of the land within]
(See Music Lessons in SCHOOL THEMES)
NUDITY [What you see is what you get]
PERFORMERS [Entertainers]
PROBLEMS [Situations or difficulties sometimes present choices]
POLITICAL SCENE [Public issues through positions of power]
RELATIONSHIPS [Other parts of ourselves including family which constitutes the first and earliest of our relationships, often influencing how we relate to the outside world]
(If you didn't read X and The Past in REPETITIVE DREAMS, they are about the theme of dealing with past romantic relationships)
Dream: sun chips by poppy (981009)
RELIGIOUS RELATED [The Ritual and the Spiritual]
ROMANCE [Thrills and Chills, lost in another]
SCHOOL THEMES [Learning and learning related trials]
(Check out NURules in the REPETITIVE DREAMS section)
Dream: Music Lessons by Jazz(981010)
SOLUTIONS [The answers to problems or quandaries]
STAIRS [Bridges between levels, between the upper and the lower]
STRANGERS [Who and what we don't know yet]
TEETH [Ok, losing teeth is one of the top ten dreams people have questions on. Theories on what they mean range all over the spectrum of possibilities.]
TORNADOS [Pretty well defined destructive power of nature]
TRAPPED [Temporarily helpless- Sometimes we are paralyzed or imprisoned by jobs, relationships or expectations]
Dream: Static Nightmare by ?? (980928)
Dream: Attack of the Giant Oysters by cathy(981007)
Attack of the Giant Oysters-French Translation (981014)
VEHICLES [Means of transportation, reflection of lifestyle]
WATER [A magical earthly fluid, nourishment, cleansing]
WORKPLACE [Where we make a living]
WRITING & WRITERS [Communication and creativity]
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DREAM SERIES
(None this month)
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General Comment & Question from krisP (980927)
> Would you please remove me from this list?
I have tried to reply to things in the past, and it does not seem to work. There are comments in reply to dreams that I have not previously seen, and some of the dreams seem more like amature pornography stories than actual dreams, and I'd wager that the writer made them up rather than really having had dreamed them. As for myself, I see nothing that I can help with here.
Thank You,
KrisP
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Remember always, that all power comes from the creator
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Response from rcwilk on How to unsubscribe from ed-core (980928)
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COMMENTARY ON DREAMS FROM PREVIOUS ISSUES
Dear Bob
This is the first time I've sent comments, so please let me know if I am doing anything wrong. I would like to be known by my real name (i.e. Nora Leonard).
Thanks, Nora
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** Dream: Never ending dreary dream by Kos (980924) **
My dream started when I was a teenager. It has been with me for 25 years now. I have lived a very good life, I'm married with children and grandchildren. My dreams goes like this: I am in my house alone, suddenly a black shadow stranger appears. I dont know who he is, nor what he wants of me. I attack him . I kill this person (who is a man), well not only do I kill him, but I bring him to my basement and dig a hole, put the body in it and fill it with cement. This dream is so traumatic to me, that when I awaken I am about to vomit. It has me upset for the next 2 days before I feel better. I get an awful feeling in my stomach that will stay with me for a day. It's almost like a feeling of deep fright. I feel that after the dream I actually did this to someone. This is weird. If any one can help me to understand this dreams, please feel free to email me. thanks, please help........Kos
== Commentary by Nora Leonard on Kos's dream (980924) ==
If this were my dream I would wonder what unlived potential or character trait the shadow man represents which I keep "killing off" and burying in the basement. I would also want to think back to any change in my behaviour during my teenage years (when the dream first appeared), for instance any fledgling rebellious traits or assertiveness that I might have subsequently squashed when they met with disapproval by my parents and/or teachers. Any aspect of my character that might have proved difficult to integrate into the life I hoped to lead, or the community to which I wanted to belong.
The fact that I have to cement over his body suggests to me that he might represent a very strong side of my character that I am not allowing to live, whose presence in my life I perceive as so threatening as to require his constant suppression.
Yet still he comes back, and his persistence in my dreams and in my psychic basement suggests he is determined to find a way into my life. In the dream I don't know what he wants of me; waking from the dream, I might want to try and have an imaginary dialogue with him, to find out what it is he actually wants. I am now an adult and perhaps more able to deal with the reaction I might get from expressing that side of my character.
Thank you, Kos, for allowing me to comment on this dream. It actually could be mine: I have had several dreams very like this one, and I found it very painful, coming to the realisation that I might have been killing off unlived potentials in this way. The pain and grief attendant to this realisation is the bad news: the fact that these dream figures keep rising from the dead, ever hopeful that we will let them out of the basement, is the good news, as it means that all is not lost: there is still time to resurrect an unlived bit of oneself.
Nora Leonard (nleonard@vatamoen.u-net.com )
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shadows tumble, swerve across a square of sunlight: kick-boxing crows
Nora Leonard nleonard@vatamoen.u-net.com *Accessing the Inner Oracle: astrology, tarot, dreamwork* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dream: == Commentary by
NEW DREAMS:
PRECOGNITIVE/FUTURE DREAMS [Stories from past experiences, or send them in before it happens, if you can]
REPETITIVE DREAMS [Significant by nature]
** Dream: X by ?? (981006) **
I have dreamt this dream 2 times and each time it changes. It's about my ex-girlfriend and I getting back to gether. I leave my current girlfriend whom I love, and go back to this previous one because she is trapped by her parents in this terrible life.
Comments by Dreamer : I hate this dream very much and it disturbs me. I love my current girlfriend very much so why does this dream about my ex bother me and why has it happened 2 times in the last 6 months?
** Dream: NUrules by ?? (981005) **
Reoccuring dream that I'm in the hallways of a school that seems familiar to me...like my jr. high. I'm looking for my locker and am having trouble finding it. I find it...but can never remember my combination. (I've been out of h.s. 8 years). I feel afraid and anxious...not remembering which class I'm supposed to be going to next or what books I need. I wake up dazed and confused. What do you make of this?
Comments by Dreamer: I'm new at this...and am very interested in the opinions of what the dream is signifying since I keep having it over and over.
** Dream: the past by ?? (981006) **
I keep having these recurring dreams about my ex-boyfriend from high school. I am now very happily married to someone else, and I live 2,000 miles away from my ex. We had a very intense, and usually unhappy relationship off and on for 3 years, we were very wrong for each other and very much in love. When I was 15 he got me pregnant and I had an abortion, something that I regret every day, but at the time it was the best decision even though it went against my beliefs. Anyway, the past week I have been dreaming about him and his current girlfriend, whom I have never met, but she is close with other friends of mine that I still keep in contact with.
The other night I dreamed that we were at our mutual friends' wedding and I wanted to try to be friends and he didn't. I looked fabulous, he looked just like he did when I met him when we were 14. The next night I dreamed that I met his girlfriend and he had left her and I was helping her get over him and we became really close friends. Then last night I dreamed of him again. He wasn't in the dream per se, but there was a newsletter in the dream from my high school group of friends, and in it was an editorial from him stating how much he hated me for not inviting him to my wedding. (I didn't invite him in reality, I was afraid of and he was bitter - he almost came as my other friend's date).
I have these dreams every few months or so, sometimes I am getting back together with him, sometimes I am telling him off, sometimes we get along just fine in our new lives. I don't want to think about this person at all, it just brings back painful memories. I never think about him at all if I am not dreaming about him, but when I do, I can't stop and I feel miserable. I know I do not want to have him back, and I have not seen him in over 3 years.
DREAM TRACES IN WAKING LIFE [The effects of external stimuli on our dreams or is it the other way around - our dreams leaving a trace on our physical reality?]
DEFYING CLASSIFICATION [Your stumpers may not be so mysterious to others]
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LINKS TO STAGES OF LIFE
BIRTH [Starts]
CHILDHOOD [Early development]
ADOLESCENCE [Maturing, testing]
ADULTHOOD [The main event for most]
OLD AGE [Wisdom, Approaching the Journeys end]
DEATH [Endings]
See the REPETITIVE DREAMS and SOLUTIONS sections
COMMUNICATION WITH THE DEAD [Beyond our terrestrial limits]
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AGGRESSION [By us or against us- crossing others paths]
ALIENS [Visitors or visited - creatures from other dimensions]
** Dream: Truly Electric by DW (981005) **
Dear Electric Dreams,
I was given your wed site by someone on the Deepak Chopra forum, where I had submitted a dream experience I had as a teenager. I was hoping someone there could direct me to a source that could maybe explain what happened to me.
I was 16 or 17 years old and I was in dance class when my dance teacher brought up experiences she's supposively had with aliens. I was really enchanted by the idea. I was already looking into the New Age, but hadn't quite grasped the concept of extraterrestrials.
That night, I was dreaming that my dance teacher and I were on a mountain. The moon began changing shape and color. I asked my teacher what that meant, and she replied,"That means they are coming." The next second I awoke having the sensation I was being electricuted. It didn't hurt, but I remeber my back arching, I couldn't open my eyes, nor scream out for help. I felt a presence calming me down. I don't know how long it lasted, but when it stopped, my body tingled all over. I laid in bed trying to figure out if what happened really occured. I finally fell asleep, but then awoke a few hours later, once more going through this strange experience. A couple of nights later, I would awake with just a tingling sensation.
Now, I did have an electric blanket on my bed, BUT it was not turned on, AND it only happen this one week, when my blanket had been on my bed many, many nights before this occurance and after.
I went to a phychic fair a few months later, and I was told extraterrestrials were raising my vibrations. I don't really know what I believe. Was it my blanket or is there an another explaination?
I'm hoping someone else has written you with a similar experience or if you know of another source I can look into. At one time, I read in OMNI magazine, probably, 5 or so years ago, a small mention of such occurances, but not much detail.
I'd truly appreciate anything you can think of to have me look into, or direct me in your web to a similar experience someone e-mailed.
Thank you, Truly electric
AMUSEMENT PARK [A place to relax and enjoy, another reality]
ANGELS [Visitors from Spiritual dimensions]
ANIMALS [Basic Instincts- This month brings us an animal zoo... ]
(Check out Baby Spice and the Animal Zoo in CELEBRITIES)
BATHROOMS [Maintenance, Cleansing and Elimination]
BELONGING [What we are associated with or wish we were]
BOOKS (Extensions of our memory and imagination, our permanent records)
BRIDGES [How we get across an obstacle or go from here to there]
CELEBRITIES [The well known - famous and infamous]
** Dream: "No Stomach" by au? (981019) **
I was out in a hut in a "jungle"(possibly more like an "Open Zoo") with friends. It was set up to be "educational" - there were many animals around, including giraffes, cheetahs, monkeys and rhinoceroses. The main detail I recall is that Merril Bainbridge, or Baby Spice (a stereotypically cute blue-eyed blonde in either case) returned from her own adventure, and as she began telling the rest of us about it, she realized that the rhinoceros she met had ripped out her stomach while she was reading at one of the lecterns of information. The dream ended with us wondering what we could put in place of the stomach.
CLOTHING [What we wear tells us about ourselves and the events we participate in]
COMEDY [With an accent on puns, funny situations or jokes]
COMMUNICATIONS [From telepathic to devices to signs & symbols]
COMPUTERS [Extensions of our minds, mind tools, communication]
CULTS [Somewhere out there ...]
DIRECTIONS [Ever stop and ask for directions? North, South, East, West, up, down, ahead, behind, straight, turn, right, left, make a circle, cross, go through, open, close, mix, add, boil, cook, simmer, but most of all - follow these instructions carefully...and don't be shy about asking someone else down the path, except, of course, for the Big Bad Wolf!!!]
== Commentary from Heratheta on Old House (980926) ==
old house dream-peace laid to the left or right of half way down the block where there was no "realizing something was forgotten" to yourself or others
== Commentary from Heratheta on Static Dream (980929) ==
static dream-suggested "avoid making yourself or others sick" and seek peace to the right or left of the tv until the next dream
== Commentary from Heratheta on Bomb Dream (980930) ==
bomb dream 1-showed you peace to the right or left of the building if you traveled without "but" bomb dream 2-showed you peace to the left or right of the building if you traveled without "wasn't distracting"
== Commentary by Heratheta on Dancer (981007) ==
dancer dream-gave you the chance to find peace to the right of the mountain if you can avoid becoming "next". as for reality, it's all real but some more real than the rest. the most real peace is what i seek. the most real conflict is in the direction of the dream. there is lesser conflict in where the dream is headed with the lesser still conflict to the left of the dream and peace lies to the right of the dream until the next dream. it has come to my attention that we reflect light to the left so turning toward the right of the dream after you dream it lets the dream show us where the most peace lies knowing dreams are a future reality of stress. as for when i believed this to be true, it was when an alien carved a line in my face in a dream and i woke to find it there standing wide awake befor a mirror. i understand further that aliens have the same urge for peace and that their urge is neither superior or inferior to ours. it is that urge which makes us equal while what may direct that urge for peace is what makes us different.
== Commentary by Heratheta on X dream (981010) ==
following x dream-peace was to the right of the parents if you "trapped" no one following nurules dream-peace was to the right of jr high if you did not "seem like" following the past dream 1-peace was to the right of the wedding if you were not a "didn't want to" dream2-peace was to the right of the girfriend if you did not "leave" anyone dream3-peace was to the right of the newsletter if you were not an "editorial" -----------
why is one side of the answer see www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
== Commentary by Heratheta on Oyster/beach/chip (981010)==
following oyster dream-peace lay to the right of the french town if you could not be "somehow" following beach dream-peace lay to the right of the bay on lake michigan if you could not be "very" following sun chip dream-peace lay to the right of the light if you could not be "only"
why is also the answer
see www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
== Commentary by Heratheta on Zoo (981020) ==
peace was to the right of the zoo if you gave no wonder to yourself or others.
DISCOVERY [New insights and unexpected developments]
** Dream: The Bomb (Twice) by ?? (980929) **
Date of the dream: 1st-5/98 2nd-6/98
The first bomb dream occured in a shopping centre. I was there with my boyfriend and we had been looking around for food. Then when we came to leave (without buying anything) we went into the exit area and someone shouted that there was a bomb. Then the bomb experts came in (everyone was panicking but still staying in the building) and they were trying to disarm the bomb, but me and my boyfriend started having an argument and we distracted them and the bomb went off.
The second dream was exactly the same up until someone said there was a bomb. At this point I sneaked out of the building and avoided my boyfriend thinking that I would stop the bomb going off because I wasn't distracting them. Then I drove past later and the buiding was still intact.
Comments by Dreamer: It happened around the time of the Omagh bomb in Ireland.
DREAMING [Dreams about dreaming]
DRUGS [Healing or Hurting?]
EATING [Getting nourishment for maintenance, growth and pleasure]
ELEVATORS [Going UP or DOWN - Push the right button or else...]
ESCAPE [Get me outta here!!!]
** Dream: Treacherous rock formation by MG (981009) **
This morning, I dreamt that I was walking over some very treacherous rock outcroppings along the beach near my childhood summer home on a bay of Lake Michigan. I had to choose my route very carefully or risk falling onto the sharp rocks. Someone was walking ahead of me. I remember having an emotion about this person, but now I cannot remember what that emotion was. We came to the end of the rocks, just a few hundred feet north of the cottage. I looked down and thought how dangerous it would be to climb down the rocks and onto the beach. Then I blacked out for a moment, and the next thing I knew I was in the air, having jumped. I landed ankle deep in the water. I was safe. Then I woke up.
MG
EVENTS [The activity defines or dominates the story - a convergence of people at a place and time for a special purpose]
EYES [The organs of sight...the window to the soul...]
FEAR [What scares us]
FOOD [The source of our physical nourishment]
FIRE [Flames bring light, heat and destruction/transformation]
FLYING [Confidence, Power, Freedom & Perspective]
GIFTS [Offerings to or from others]
HOBBIES [Our interests and desires]- COLLECTING THINGS
HOLIDAYS [Time off to ...]
HOSPITAL [A place for treatment, healing and repair]
** Dream: Dr. Salt by Joe (981010) **
I am in a Doctors office. A young male Doctor enter's. I do not know him. He looks at my chart and ask's "are you still eating Salt?'. I am confused. I think I must not have heard him properly. I say "pardon?' He repeats "Are you still eating salt?' . I am confused and think, what has salt got to do with anything?
I'd appreciate input. Thanks, Joe
HOUSE [Where our lives take place]
** Dream:"House Arrest" with Comments(98.10.16)by Island **
Dreamed that somehow I am with a young man and young woman in his house. Somehow he learns that I have several hundred dollars on me, and he tells the woman that I am not allowed to leave the house because the next day he will rob me of my possessions, then kill me.
He leaves the house for a time during the day, and I am living in the heart of terror in the meantime. There is a sense that she may be a prisoner there as well somehow, for she is a willing helper in my behalf and opposed to his plan of action. The dream takes on a nightmarish intensity for a time as I live with feelings of having been betrayed, the treachery of the man, and knowing my death was planned in this manner.
While under "house arrest," I stumble on a stairwell that leads into a basement. In the basement are many rooms with many openings onto the outside world, though the latter was not immediately evident. It is as if there is another, even larger, house built underneath the house on the ground. The female is with me, and I elicit her cooperation. I am excited by the possibility of escape.
First, I wonder if I might hide in one of the rooms in an area where he might never discover me. He wouldn't even think to look in the basement. Slowly it dawns on me that I don't need to hide in the basement; I can actually leave the house through one of the openings, I believe a window. But I am stumped because, if I leave, I won't have any possessions with me, and must then deal with the world, and I imagine in my dream other encounters with people whose character is as treacherous as this man. I imagine being preyed upon by others, especially without possessions. So I debate on how I might leave the house with possessions intact, then another plan dawns on me. I might leave the house, immediately go to the police, and report this man's intentions.
The dream ends vaguely, and I have left the house and enter the world without money. I do not know if I have imagined this step clearly while in the basement so that it seems as vivid as reality, or if I actually have done so. But the feeling accompanying my being in the world without money was surprisingly one of pure freedom from burden.
The masculine side of my personality, represented by the man who has me under "house arrest," is treacherous, suggesting my anger (because treachery is a monstrous act) toward all that represents masculinity for me -- sense of purpose, strong will, decisiveness, active and powerful in the world -- perhaps because I feel I have none of those qualities at present? While I am imprisoned in this house, symbolizing my personality/psyche/intellect, I stumble upon an entirely new area, the basement, which suggests that I am in search of a solution to a dilemma -- entrapment, confinement, imprisonment -- which could be resolved in the basement (subconscious). Because the house is unfamiliar to me, and the man owns it, the suggestion is also that I am a stranger to my masculine side (or animus).
The young woman, though in relationship to the man, doesn't appear to be in close partnership, suggesting the male/female sides of my personality are not well aligned. In fact, if I consider the possibility that she may represent a shadow component of my personality, I may conclude that there is a part of me that is an accomplice to the masculine side that would destroy me by robbing me of $300, then killing me.
The money, symbolic of my emotions, the energy I have to give, what I value and cherish most, is interesting. I have it on my person but I am not doing anything with it. Further, the number "3" with two zeros following may emphasize these values: Creativity -- mysticism, spirituality or triangular relationships. It also represents the body, mind and spirit union. So as a man, woman, and dreamer are involved, then there is the suggestion that the relationship of body/mind/spirit may be at cross purposes and in a state of confusion. Further, not only am I trapped inside the house, but my possessions are on my person and, in a sense, trapped. The question evoked is what should become of them? Should they be usurped by the male -- that would mean death as my "identity" would be diminished. Should I enter the world, relieved of my possessions, with only mySelf?
Because one solution I think of in the dream is to go to the police, report the man, thereby reobtaining my possessions, but the dream ends with my not choosing this solution, then a further implication is that I may be deliberately abandoning my possessions, my talents. Why would I do that? For growth? Am I afforded the opportunity to make decisions about myself and my future life? Because I feel liberated when I either enter the world without possessions, or imagine doing so, the sense is that my $300, and all that it implies -- my own preconceived notions about my talents, my values -- could benefit from reevaluation. Regardless, leaving the house suggests I am looking for other possibilities to solve the problem presented by my "house arrest."
Because the man wishes to steal the money from me in the dream, implied is a sense of cheating, dishonesty, inability to commit, on the part of my masculine side. In other words, the masculine part of myself may feel completely powerless and without talents or gifts of his own. Because I am to be murdered, though I'm not certain how I will be murdered or how violent the murder will be, the suggestion is intense feelings of aggression will accompany separation of the male from the female. This is the most curious part of the dream to me -- if he has what he wants from me, why must he kill me, too? That's where the feelings of betrayal and treachery come in to play. The only answer I can come up with is, if what I value is the feminine side of me, and all that that implies, should the male part of me take it and use it, then the female side should be annihilated because my values have been desecrated by maleness. The dilemma is I cannot at this time fathom how the male/female works in harmony. Primarily this relationship is jeopardized, I feel, because I am under "house arrest" when males are around, due to the fact that they are stronger than myself, more dominant, and controlling -- in fact, tyrannical, leaving me little choice except to meander through the house and stumble upon a stairwell to a basement -- wherein lies my freedom.
Another question arises: since death suggests transformation, is my avoidance of being killed the next day an avoidance of transformation? Part of me wants to believe that death, violence, war, though frequently chosen by humanity as a solution -- these paths are not necessary to transformation and are a poor choice. Rather, implied that placing Self in the world as a clean slate (with no possessions) is a better alternative to bring about transformation.
Time is an element here. I am acting under great pressure, having only a day, for "tomorrow I will die," unless the problem is resolved.
The fact that I am under house arrest by my male side -- this may imply my femininity evokes guilt, paranoia or even justifiable fears. Moral judgments or questions of right or wrong may limit self-expression.
Because I do not recall in the dream precisely how I find myself in the world, only that I was first in the basement, next -- after considering alternatives -- suddenly in the world, the suggestion is a dramatic, or magical, leap of some kind. The implication is a set of uncomfortable factors may converge at once so that I quite suddenly find myself elsewhere -- out of the house. I prefer seeing clearly the way as I go, making my choices, with clearly apprehended transitions. Regardless, in the basement are more than one opening, and more than one type of opening, I believe (door/window). This suggests that a variety of new influences will open up, allowing me freedom from entrapment.
The fact that I at first want to hide in the basement from the man on the ground floor because he would not think to look in the basement may suggest a number of things: my perception of my masculine side is that of unconcern and indifference with the unconscious, feminine aspects -- grounded in practical, every day life. This is where I am thoroughly confused because part of my dissatisfaction with a woman's role is that she has no time for the deeper mysteries, even her femininity is often at stake, because none of that seems valued in reality. What does the feminine side want to do? Hide in the unconscious. Not live its life on the ground floor.
This dream and the dilemma it represents suddenly reminds me of a poem from a play to appear on Broadway some years ago that I committed to memory because it rang so true then, and now --
[From For Colored Girls who have Considered Suicide When The Rainbow is Enuf by Ntozake Shange]
somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff not my poems or a dance i gave up in the street but somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff like a kleptomaniac working hard & forgettin while stealin this is mine / this aint yr stuff / now why dont you put me back & let me hang out in my own self.... [6 lines omitted] hey man / where are you going wid alla my stuff / this is a woman's trip & i need my stuff /.... [49 additional marvelous lines follow]
Maybe a part of me feels that the feminine has become so trashed by the Western world, as I have seen it in the history of my personal life, though not so much lately (because I have hidden myself?) that the only recourse is to let the males just take it, by God, go ahead, just do it your way, I'm tired of fighting it out, I'm sick of this constant battle, just grab it and do away with me, and then you'll see how far you'll go with it -- because the odd thing about it is, if what I possessed wasn't valuable, then why would anyone want to steal it from me, then kill me? Obviously, the masculine side of myself wants to have what I have -- take possession of my gifts, my values, but never acknowledge where they came from -- sort of like the Borg in the Star Trek episodes -- I AM THE BORG...RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.
Maybe, too, why I didn't go to the police, report the man, have them arrest him and reclaim my possessions is because the police represents male authority. Perhaps I fear running up against the same restrictive wall, also suggesting implicitly that the masculine part of myself is in the wrong, something that the feminine side doesn't really agree to, because so ashamed and guilty of the feminine?
In the dream, the female who is with me is a friendly helper (or part of my shadow, a positive, supportive part that I have not yet acknowledged?), who lets me know that she would help and support me in my aim of escaping tomorrow's fate.
At the dream's conclusion, I find myself in the world, without my possessions. I feel oddly liberated; a blank slate. The question I must ask myself is, am I hiding in the world, like I wanted to hide in the basement? It seems that my ultimate solution in the dream is not to give over my values, my identity, to my masculine side, nor to continue ownership (disowning my identity, values) as I am released into the world without possessions. Why do I feel that the dream doesn't really shed light on choices directly before me, rather revealing the inevitable conclusion to the double bind dilemmas (Damned if you do; damned if you don't) that are a part of my current life perspective.
I welcome comments.
Island
** Dream: buying the farm by stan kulikowski ii (981020) **
=( i have been falling behind in my coursework as four of them are running now for these two weeks and the storms last month threw off the working cycle a lot. at least we are past that now, and the navy course ends for me tomorrow. perhaps i can catch up again. i have spent the last several nights working, trying to get caught up but am still way behind. i spent most of the evening archiving some newsletters. i got tired around midnight and went to sleep early after getting my java grading program to work for the network course, but a student in the web course complained that the gradebook there was showing all the grades. i fell asleep early thinking i might wake up early enough to get some web design done. )=
bill griffin is driving me up the bumpy, rock strewn driveway to the farm house. it is an old, slightly tattered farm house, layers of white paint flaking away in big chunks. the lands around the building have that bleak, wet wasted look that worn out farm land gets after a series of hard frosts. the scraps of vegetation, brown and withered, still clings here and there to branches and bushes, but the rich harmony of life seems broken and flat. everything has a streaked dirty brown color, the stalks of weeds mashed and lifeless.
as bill's truck climbs the small rise up and turns around the corner of the house, i see frank wittwer is already here. the worn out barn comes into view, a few vertical siding boards missing. as bill parks the truck, i get out to meet frank inside the kitchen.
"well, what do you think?" asks frank as i step inside. even though i bought this place with what little money i had, i was buying this totally on bill and frank's word of its value. they had said it was a fixer upper that would need a little sweat equity. they were certainly not exaggerating.
the inside of the farm house is empty and hollow, dirt packed in the corner of the floors. still, dirt can be scrubbed away, eventually replaced by my own dirt i suppose. the hardwood floors look to be in good enough condition. the kitchen seems dominated by massive white porcelain surfaces: sink, refrigerator, stove, washer and dryer. all them slightly nicked and chipped. this is probably where i will start cleaning as i move in.
i quickly tour the rest of bottom floor of the house. all the rooms are empty except the back bedroom where my stuff has been delivered and sits in piles of brown cardboard boxes. in this huge house, my things will disperse quickly, but that is hardly any worry. space seems to fill up when you live somewhere no matter what the initial condition of relative volumes.
i find agamemnon in the bedroom, apparently guarding all the boxes for my appearance. he seems happy to see me since all his life was suddenly boxed up and transplanted to this empty building. one of the my main reasons for deciding to buy this property is the 20 acres of land that surround it and the empty fields and woodlots beyond. agamemnon will be able to run freely over the area without worry of bothering neighbors. the space around the buildings seems more important to me than the actual architecture itself.
frank wittwer is getting ready to leave now. i never met the previous owners, but settled on the purchase through him. he wants to show me the barn before he goes. i doubt i will ever see him again once he leaves. when frank pulls the creaking barn doors open i have pleasant surprize. unlike the house which just contains dirt from the previous occupants, the barn is filled with things all arranged in neat order around the walls. there are transmissions and engines from unknown vehicles laying on steel shelves. ropes and chains dangle on the walls. i see at least three inflatable boats of different colors and a couple outboard motors that look recently used. on one wall there are several fiberglass satellite dishes lined up, partly buried in the earth floor for support. i had not expected all this stuff to be left here. especially the satellite equipment will make things more pleasant once i set it all up.
frank has to leave and shakes my hand before he goes. his dealings with me never seemed quite to connect to any success, just enough substance to exist but never enough to shine. this farm seems to be an example of that.
bill is about to leave too, but i ask him to take me into town for some groceries before he goes. until i assemble some vehicle from the parts in the barn, i will have no means of transportation for a few days. a supply of food will be the minimum i need to get by. he says he will wait.
i go back inside to make sure that agamemnon will be alright by himself while we are gone. i see that he is already poking into something over in the corner of the living room. he is pulling on some rope or cord it looks like. i go over and take the cord from his mouth and then i see that it is actually the naked skin tail of some animal. as i tug on it, an opossum all gray and shaggy comes out of a hole in the wall. it is a large male. he is not really angry or hissing, just looking around in a stupid befuddled way.
holding him up by his tail, i take him out through the kitchen to release him into the barkyard. on the way i see a female opossum just by the door and i put the male down near her. he immediately trys to mount her from behind, so i decide to leave them if they want to mate before i toss them both out into the yard.
over in the corner i notice a round wooden cover over what a hole that once may have been a well for a hand pump. i am a little surprised to find one inside the house. i lift the lid and look inside. the small area between the floor and soil is packed with mud turtles of all sizes. they seem torpid and slow as if hibernating in a colony. a few of them turn toward the light and open their jaws in defensive threat. there is a thick slime dripping everywhere from them. yuck, i will have to clean these out someday soon. i think there is small pond nearby where i can dump them. some of the turtles are no larger than a quarter, most are the usual four inch size, and one is maybe three times that size. i put the wooden cover back and get ready to leave.
before i go, i reach over to grab the male opossum by the fur on its neck and toss him out into the yard. the female was not be seen, but when the male is out i see her laying on the floor under him. she has been bitten in two pieces. i can not tell if she was dead like this before or not. i pick up each piece and throw them out into the yard next to foundation. i will have to bury the parts later. not a very auspicious beginning for the new house.
bill drives me in his pickup truck to the town. it takes about five minutes to get there through the drab woodlands. "wow, this really is a country store" i say as we get there. the store is freshly painted up bright red with white trim, really bright in the otherwise flat brown territory. bill goes somewhere, leaving his truck waiting for me as i go inside the store.
i am greeted right away by a girl, maybe she is twenty years old or less. i look around and do not see any isles or shelves of merchandise, just empty counters and scales and such. "i am here to buy some groceries." i tell her, looking around. "how does this work?"
"you tell us what you want. we go in back and bring it out for you." she is joined suddenly by half a dozen younger sisters.
"ok, i will need some cleaning supplies. a broom, a mop, buckets, bleach, cleanser, some detergent." the younger girls all scurry off to find things in the back room. i am not sure how they price the items as the pile of them begins to grow on the counters. obviously i do not get to select any item, as the store has but one kind of each.
"now, what about vegetables?" she asks. "we have a good supply just picked from the harvest." two of her sisters bring out what looks like a giant ear of corn, maybe six feet long. they each take an end and start to shake it. i can now see that the thing is not a natural corn husk, but some sort of basket woven to resemble one. when the girls shake it, out fall large clumps of broccoli, cabbages and cauliflower. after two or three shakes there are more vegetables than i can use, so i tell them to stop. i wonder if there was a freezer back in the house to store this much produce.
the girl who had been my salesperson now hands a slip of paper over to a young man, probably a brother. they both have a similar dark hair appearance. i get the feeling of an inbred family here. "now, how about some meat?" he says with a gap tooth smile. i do not feel much like buying any meat, although agamemnon would probably appreciate some. "i got a really good buy on some fish just caught today in the river." i get a look at the bill, it says $74.75 which is not a bad price considering the large volume of groceries sitting on the counter. it will take bill's pickup to haul all this back.
"i just moved into the parker farm up the road, and i do not know if there is a freezer to store all of this. i think i better pass on the meat until i see what i have in that kitchen." the boy looks at me with a slightly menacing look, but i do not feel threatened. he shakes his head and walks off, unable to make the sale and i presume he is disappointed. is there something about inbred families that seems to make them deliberately ineffective?
i step out the door onto the porch of the country store while the nameless girls scurry around to load the produce into the truck. i look down the street to the rest of the town. i realize that i do not even know the name of this town, now my home, or how to drive back to my house. i see many of the buildings are boarded up, hollow red brick exteriors from the last century waiting for eternity. even the property they stand on is of so little value that demolition is unprofitable. a thin fog moves through the streets like ghosts marching without anyone to haunt. does this town need a computer programmer? i think. it does not matter. the internet diaspora has begun, returning its high tech offspring to the postindustrial wastelands for renewal.
=( i wake at 08:25 having slept all night in one stretch. i look at clock startled, but see that i have plenty time before i go into to teach again today. this dream reminds me a lot of the beans of egypt, maine in its feeling. my mother and watched a video with rutger haur a couple weeks ago based on that novel. i suppose that is where the content came from. the feelings about frank and bill are true, their working effectiveness with me was not much greater than the inbred country people. )=
=== qui non est hodie cras minus aptus erit | | who not is today, tomorrow less suitable will be --- -- Ovid _Remedia Amoris_ i 94
HOTELS [Temporary Dwelling or Special Event location]
JOURNEYS [Missions away from our home base -explorations]
LOST [Disorientation or abandonment]
LOTTERY DREAMS [Sudden Wealth - Randomness favors the dreamer]
LOVE [All around us, yet so hard to find and keep]
LUCID DREAMING [Knowing you are Dreaming when you are Dreaming]
MEMORY [Remembering ...In dreams we often struggle with the issue of memories and remembering a dream which by definition involves the process of recollection.]
MIRRORS [Reflection of Self]
MUSIC [Melodies of the land within]
(See Music Lessons in SCHOOL THEMES)
NUDITY [What you see is what you get]
PERFORMERS [Entertainers]
PROBLEMS [Situations or difficulties sometimes present choices]
POLITICAL SCENE [Public issues through positions of power]
RELATIONSHIPS [Other parts of ourselves including family which constitutes the first and earliest of our relationships, often influencing how we relate to the outside world]
(If you didn't read X and The Past in REPETITIVE DREAMS, they are about the theme of dealing with past romantic relationships)
** Dream: sun chips by poppy (981009)**
early morning/ about one month ago
There is this guy at work that I dream about every night. Every other night he is being a real sweetheart, but on the other nights he is being a complete jerk. One dream I had featured him in a black room with light only on him and he was eating a bag of french onion Sun Chips. That was all he did in the dream, and finally I woke up wondering why I dreamt of this because I don't even like sun chips, but I do have a huge crush on this guy who also works with me. Please advise.
RELIGIOUS RELATED [The Ritual and the Spiritual]
ROMANCE [Thrills and Chills, lost in another]
SCHOOL THEMES [Learning and learning related trials]
(Check out NURules in the REPETITIVE DREAMS section)
** Dream: Music Lessons by Jazz(981010) **
I'm a teenager at college in England and I'm just finishing my A levels and then hope to go on to university to study music. In the last week or so, I've had two dreams which seem to me to be connected, and I reckon they're pretty important to my future.
In the first dream, I am in my A level music class. Everything in the classroom is as it normally is, everyone who is normally there is there and the teacher in the dream is my normal music teacher. In the dream, I am asleep at the desk, although I am completely aware of everything that's going on around me. I feel absolutely tired and can't open my eyes, and when I wake up briefly, my music teacher asks me a question which I think about for a second, then go back to sleep again. I can hear him trying to get me to wake up but I won't. I don't even want to wake up, I can feel myself thinking "I'm not even going to bother waking up".
In the second dream, I am again in my normal music class. This time, my music teacher has set us an exam that he didn't warn us about. I read the paper, and I know the answers to the questions. I start to write, but I can't seem to find the words that I need. I keep rewriting the same first paragraph and then scribbling it out. Eventually I scribble over the whole page, then I tear up the page and storm out yelling something.
SOLUTIONS [The answers to problems or quandaries]
STAIRS [Bridges between levels, between the upper and the lower]
STRANGERS [Who and what we don't know yet]
TEETH [Ok, losing teeth is one of the top ten dreams people have questions on. Theories on what they mean range all over the spectrum of possibilities.]
TORNADOS [Pretty well defined destructive power of nature]
TRAPPED [Temporarily helpless- Sometimes we are paralyzed or imprisoned by jobs, relationships or expectations]
** Dream: Static Nightmare by ?? (980928) **
Date of Dream: unknown; several years ago
I am in a typical two or three bedroom house at night. There are no furniture or lights in the house, except for a television set tuned to a static channel, and the grey light coming from the screen. I can't go outside; I know that *something* is out there, and it will get me if I leave, but the buzzing of the static is starting to make me feel sick. Gradually, as I pace around the house, trying unsuccessfully to see what it menacing me outside, I feel more and more anxious and ill, until the feeling of dread starts choking me...
Comments by Dreamer: This nightmare was first related to me by a friend. He described it just as I did. Less than a week later, I had the same nightmare. Be warned--this nightmare may be contagious.
** Dream: Attack of the Giant Oysters by cathy(981007) **
I dreamed I was in France, very excited to be there as I never have been. After some assorted adventures involving shopping, currency exchange,looking at odd houses that went up the side of a hill like stairs, and taking a bus, I was wandering in a poor section of a city with a dock area.
I was walking in a dried up small docking bay, when a large oyster--about 5 feet in diameter started to roll over to attack me. I fled up onto the dock and into a long narrow street of the town.There were very old brick townhouses and buildings lining the street. The giant oyster was known in the town to attack strangers. It came up the dock and street after me. I went around the back of a brick building and climbed up to the top floor, so I could look down out of a small window at the oyster and the street. It was somehow catapulting rocks up at the building at me.
I somehow knew it was evil, an evil generated in a big green industrial dumpster down in the docking area. I took a sword, went to the dumpster and started chopping up the inside of a large two to three foot in diameter oyster in the dumpster. I knew the large oyster and other large ones were coming to prevent me from destoying all the smaller oysters in the dumpster. I felt a darkness come over me, and the sword was gone and the dumpster behind me. I could see strange little cartoon figures and weird colors, and I felt trapped in an alternative world because of the oysters.
I have no clue what this means! It is totally unusual. I've never dreamt of France before or oysters.
== Attack of the Giant Oysters-French Translation (981014)==
Here is that same dream in French (ala alta vista) -Richard
<< L'attaque des huîtres géantes la nuit passée (10/7/98) que je m'ai rêvé était en France, très passionnante pour être là comme je n'ai jamais été. Après quelques aventures assorties comportant des achats, change , regardant les maisons impaires qui ont monté le côté d'une colline comme des escaliers, et prenant un bus, j'errais dans une section faible d'une ville avec une zone de dock. Je marchant dans étais séché vers le haut du petit compartiment d'amarrage, quand une grande huître -- environ 5 pieds de diamètre ont commencé à rouler plus de pour m'attaquer. Je me suis sauvé vers le haut sur le dock et dans une longue rue étroite de la ville. Il y avait les maisons urbaines très vieilles et les bâtiments de brique rayant la rue. L'huître géante a été connue dans la ville pour attaquer des étrangers. Elle a monté le dock et la rue après moi. J'ai circulé le dos d'un bâtiment de brique et me suis élevé jusqu' au plancher supérieur, ainsi je pourrais regarder vers le bas hors d'un petit Window l'huître et la rue. Il catapulting de façon ou d'autre la roche vers le haut au bâtiment à moi. J'ai su de façon ou d'autre qu'il était mauvais, un mal produit dans un granddumpster industriel vert vers le bas dans la zone d'amarrage. J'ai pris une épée, suis allé au dumpster et ai commencé à couper vers le haut de l'intérieur de grand deux à trois pieds dans l'huître de diamètre dans le dumpster. J'ai su que la grande huître et autre grande venaient pour m'empêcher de destoying tout les huîtres plus petites dans le dumpster. J'ai senti une obscurité venir plus de je, et l'épée a été allée et le dumpster derrière moi. Je pourrais voir de petits chiffres étranges de dessin animé et de couleurs étranges, et je me suis senti emprisonné dans un monde alternatif en raison des huîtres. Je n'ai aucun indice ce que signifie ceci! Il est totalement peu commun. Je n'ai avant jamais rêvé de la France ou des huîtres.
VEHICLES [Means of transportation, reflection of lifestyle]
WATER [A magical earthly fluid, nourishment, cleansing]
WORKPLACE [Where we make a living]
WRITING & WRITERS [Communication and creativity]
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DREAM SERIES
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Well, that's it for this month. See you next time in ED 5 #11 - December 1998. Hasta La Vista!