The first dream I've remembered in ages...
Hi! This is my first post here. I wanted help interpreting a dream I had last night. It's very unusual for me to remember night dreams, though during the day my head is almost always in the clouds...
I'm female, 25, and currently living on my own, house sitting for someone who is out of town. I travel a lot and am involved in lots of humanitarian projects. I'm not particularly close to my family, but see them fairly often. We just don't have a very deep relationship. I am the eldest of four, two younger brothers and a younger sister, and my parents are still together.
This dream concerns a friend of mine, let's call him Aaron. I met him through an ex, and ex who had lied a lot about who he was and the state of our relationship. Aaron and I were both hurt by those lies, and we've become closer friends through the mess. It's a few months later now, and I've healed quite a bit. Aaron has always been kind toward me, and recently started getting involved in a lot of the same projects that I am a part of (humanitarian and social justice related), as well as inviting me to be a part of his own. He's also invited me to take a trip with him this summer to a foreign country for one of them. I've always had a great deal of respect for him, but as I was reading over my journal (the parts where things were really rocky with the ex), I noticed that I'd written lots of things about how great Aaron was and what nice things he'd done for other people- I don't even remember writing that. As I read them, I suddenly was hit by a wave of romantic feelings toward him that I'd not had before.
At the moment, I'm trying to decide if I want to nurture those feelings or do my best to ignore them. I don't know if it's wise to pursue a relationship, especially given the fact that we'll be working together a lot in the future. I get very mixed signals from him concerning whether he feels similarly, and to be honest, I think I have a few trust issues now because of this last and another ex, though Aaron has never given me reasons not to trust him.
So here's the dream part.
I was lounging on the couch in my parent's house, and my mom, younger sister, and youngest brother were there too. My dad and other brother might have been there, too, I don't remember.
They were all sitting or standing casually around the room, and Aaron was sitting in the middle of the room, on the floor. It was a cozy feeling, and we were all chatting about non-memorable things, and suddenly my brother said to Aaron, "Why don't you just kiss her already?"
Aaron looked at me, and crawled the foot or two over to the couch and kissed me on the lips. He started off with extremely pursed lips, sort of as a child does... like he'd never kissed anyone before. I sort of coaxed him into a more relaxed, open mouth kiss, but the whole thing was short, only a few seconds. I felt ecstatic about it.
Then Aaron got up and kissed my sister and then my mother on top of the head.
I remember thinking in the dream that it was funny... that maybe he felt awkward and did that just to relieve the tension (sort of joking that he didn't know who my brother had been referring to when he said "her," but also acknowledging that he knew it was me because of the way he kissed me).
Aaron sat back down on the floor in front of me and smiled at me.
Then I woke up!
