Hi!
First some explanations:
My office I work as a psychologist in a psychiatry so this is the room where I meet my patients. I am not that experienced. I can be very confident in my work, but recently I have been quite stressed and uncertain regarding how I should proceed with a couple of my patients.
The new doctor The new doctor is a woman who recently started to work in the psychiatry where I work. One day she did something with her door which gave me the thought that mayby she had some compulsions regarding looking doors. But she is not the woman in the dream.
So here is the dream:
I was sleeping in my bed in my office. The bed stood where I have the chairs where me and my patients sit. It was dark, but some light came from the window to my right. To my left side the door stood open and outside in the corridor it was pitch black. Out from the room, where the new doctor sits, a woman came. It was the woman who compulsivly locks her door several times. I was afraid of her.
It was as if my eyes where closed and I was seeing the room at the same time. I wasn't really facing any particular direction with my face and body. In the corridor, the woman met someone else. The woman wanted to include the other person in her compulsive rituals. She asked the other one, if mayby she should also ask me if I wanted to be involved in the rituals. I never saw the other one. That person was hidden to me. He or she didn't even speak. But somehow I knew that someone was there.
I felt afraid and was hoping they would leave me alone. In my mind I was begging, please leave me alone. I hoped that if I continued to close my eyes, and kept still, then they would think I was asleep. And if they thought I was asleep, mayby they would leave me alone. I was afraid about the horrible thing that would happen if she came in to me.
The woman stepped into my room, and my fear became even stronger. I thought that mayby if she touches me I will wake up and kick her in her head. And she will think that I was asleep and that she just startled me. She touched my shoulder and said:
It's time to wake up! And I screamed in terror.
That last part made me think about the cowboy in Mulholand Drive who steps into Ritas (?) room and says exactly that:
It's time to wake up!
To me waking up is about becoming aware, gaining insight, having to deal with the reality of things.
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