Thread: Burned up dreams

Originally Posted by raklet

Wow, that sounds great. Amazing what self inflection can do over time in changing attitudes and perceptions. The dream sounded sad, but I was happy to read the positive interpretation.

That's interesting. I didn't feel sad in the dream. Just desperate to find my dad and be there for him in a way that I wasn't many years ago.

Originally Posted by bro

Wow..Bu..You know something, like Moonbeam and you, i've had these types of dreams as well..a sensitive side coming out. You wanted to be closer you said..perhaps it was wishful thinking? (or dreaming in this case)..When I get lonely, i'll often dream about intimate contact, not sexual at all..just desiring to be near someone, to be close to them in every way..I think I know what you felt here though I can't be sure.

I'd like another one of these though I've woken up sad from them quite often realizing I'm not snuggling with someone special.

The sadness you speak of, bro, is the yearning we have to find someone to fulfill what our dreams are telling us. That we want to be whole again. That the missing part of us leaves us sad and lonely.

I guess you're feeling like you want to be special to someone. It's an overwhelming feeling when it arises in dreams (we kind of avoid it in real life). I'm guessing that you're looking for someone just now. I hope you find someone to sustain you through your loneliness.

Originally Posted by Burned up

The sadness you speak of, bro, is the yearning we have to find someone to fulfill what our dreams are telling us. That we want to be whole again. That the missing part of us leaves us sad and lonely.

I guess you're feeling like you want to be special to someone. It's an overwhelming feeling when it arises in dreams (we kind of avoid it in real life). I'm guessing that you're looking for someone just now. I hope you find someone to sustain you through your loneliness.

You just summed up so many of my deep thoughts and feelings...no joke. I'm amazed how common this is because just the thought of waking up and thinking that I'm the only one with this..untouchable longing for something or someone I can't put my finger on..hurts even more. Yes..actually I am looking for someone..or a group..or something. Basically trying to build my own connections and it's a large overwhelming task..I know there's possiblities, but it's hard to beleive that someone will go as deep as me into their feelings...to really connect

I'm going to stop before I tell my life story..hehe.. thanks for the insight, really.

Originally Posted by bro

You just summed up so many of my deep thoughts and feelings...no joke. I'm amazed how common this is because just the thought of waking up and thinking that I'm the only one with this..untouchable longing for something or someone I can't put my finger on..hurts even more. Yes..actually I am looking for someone..or a group..or something. Basically trying to build my own connections and it's a large overwhelming task..I know there's possiblities, but it's hard to beleive that someone will go as deep as me into their feelings...to really connect

I'm going to stop before I tell my life story..hehe.. thanks for the insight, really.

Yes, it is hard to believe. And even when you think it happens, you find there's still something missing. In my experience no one person can be everything for me and that was another hard lesson. In many ways our unconscious is our closest friend and that means our dreams are one means of contact. Take it easy.

Originally Posted by Burned up

It was. I've been wondering for a while when I'd have one. Long overdue!

no matter how often we have those dreams they are always overdue

you said for sure that it was not about ex and more about intimacy, did you have difficulty differentiating between the 2 or is it blatantly obvious? cos I think I have really trouble separating the 2

Originally Posted by mark

no matter how often we have those dreams they are always overdue

you said for sure that it was not about ex and more about intimacy, did you have difficulty differentiating between the 2 or is it blatantly obvious? cos I think I have really trouble separating the 2

I can only state my belief. When we dream/think/fantasise about someone else it's never really them, just what we think they are or what we want them to be. Only when we're actually communicating with someone or touching them etc are we really aware of their presence.

So dreams of people are about our constructs of those people, or some of the constructs anyway. These constructs are multi-purpose. We have a construct for "wanting to hold" for example or "nice looking". When we're in touch with these constructs we're taken on a journey to when these constructs have been used either for real or in fantasy. That, I believe, is what happens in dreams.

What I'm saying is that the person is absent but the thought and feeling is still there - as a kind of object-less imprint in your memory.

Lazy

I woke up in the night and ran through a dream I'd just had. Thinking I'd remember it in the morning I went back to sleep. You can guess the rest.

I know it featured one of my daughters and some sweets.

Yar...how common. When I wake, much of the time it is a battle to remain awake...sheer determination is what it takes..no matter how exausted. At least you remembered a few bits of it

Originally Posted by bro

Yar...how common. When I wake, much of the time it is a battle to remain awake...sheer determination is what it takes..no matter how exausted. At least you remembered a few bits of it

Not enough to do my usual.

I'm at work now but when I get home I'll decypher the scrawl that was me in bed writing my dream with pencil in hand half asleep with a notepad on the floor. If I understand 3 words from last night I'll be happy.

Haha...middle of the night scrawl...that's usually what comes from my recording attempts at night...I wish you luck

Originally Posted by Burned up

Not enough to do my usual.

I'm at work now but when I get home I'll decypher the scrawl that was me in bed writing my dream with pencil in hand half asleep with a notepad on the floor. If I understand 3 words from last night I'll be happy.

ha ha I know this one lol

I have the annoying habit of writing over the same line over and over again to the point of the page looking like a scribble

Originally Posted by mark

ha ha I know this one lol

I have the annoying habit of writing over the same line over and over again to the point of the page looking like a scribble

Yes, that's exactly what's in front of me now. That, and a 10 line gap between two other "sentences".

Exploring the island

I think this is what my hieroglyphics are telling me

I was on the Canary island of La Gomera. Looking from a road descending steeply from above the village I was going to was situated on a headland. I was in a bus of some kind - like a tour bus - although I think I was just arriving. The bust first went to where I was staying on the main street. It wasn't obvious how close to the sea this road was. I was then walking along the sea front watching children swimming. I looked on the map where everything was and I saw that there were harbour walls extending into the sea which wasn't obvious when I looked out. I could now see the main street running across the headland.
Back at the hotel I was explaining how I needed to get to work on another island (which I think was also La Gomera!) and this meant 3 buses and a ferry (by now I must have been on Tenerife, but never mind). I was trying to recall how it was I had work on La Gomera and then remembered how I once worked in Portugal and this was the same sort of thing. I'd have to leave at 7.30am.

Remark: I once visited a potential client in Portugal who had moved office there from the UK for part of the year. I was doubtless thinking of that trip when I imagined working in Portugal.

Well it was a nice dream. All very sunny and relaxed. What does leap out of the text is the time at the end - 7.30. How many times have I dreamed that number? Is this another dream about me being 7 and a half? Interestingly I had a holiday in Cornwall when I was about that age and the village in the dream looked more Cornish than it did Canarian. And the holiday came about through a colleague of my father at work, so there's another connection.
Previous dreams about being 7 and a half leave me with the feeling of having lost something. But this one leaves me feeling really quite stimulated and happy. I was largely alone in this dream, with DCs being just bit-part players none of whom stay in my mind. Perhaps I was happy in my own world as a 7 year old, enjoying exploring (which was true) and feeling like I was at the end of the world (the headland in the dream).

I liked maps at that age too. In my dream my map presumably represents some kind of need I have for locating places - in my mind as much as on the land. I was seemingly engaging in self-discovery here.

Watery rectangle

All I have written here is "Titanic" and over the top of it "Room. get out."

The lasting image is of a room, inside a building (or ship?) of some kind. Surfaces are enamel and glossy wood. There is a rectangular polished wooden area on the floor in the middle which I have managed to escape from. Some kind of water hazard turns it into a labyrinth or puzzle. Anyhow, I'm to repeat the feat for some unknown reason and am about to step back on to the rectangle. There was a rectangle above my head too - perhaps where the water comes from.
Next thing I'm walking away from the room thinking about the Titanic.

There's much more but that's what I recall.

I also have an image in mind from the original Poseidon Adventure where the ship has turned over and people are falling through the roof into the water. That's what this dream was like.

Something about squares (well, this rectangle is like a square) which represent fear in my dreams. Like those "platonic solids" on another forum thread. It's an abstract fear, like a fear of danger itself. That's how I felt. Probably a fear of death or anihilation but not of being hurt.

Again in a dream I'm testing myself against this square/rectangle. It has 4 sides and 4 is a number that represents my parents and my sister. There were 4 of us and further, I am 4 years older tan my sister. 4 was a very important number for me. Perhaps the conjecture is shaky but it's the kind of thing that my dreams seem to be made of.

I guess a challenge of mine in life is to accept that fear, wherever it comes from, as it seems to be repressed at the moment. Deeply repressed (dark internal room).

My old friend and an Italian job

I saw a woman who I had known for a long time (not IRL) and she was with her friend. She was looking awkward. I reminded her that I had lent my car to her - a Fiat. She or her friend said it had been stolen. But I knew she had another car and she had somehow swapped mine with this other one. Although I felt cheated by this, my soft side came out and I sensed she was in some kind of trouble. I changed tack and acted like we were old lovers - which we were - and hugged her lifting her in the air. Next thing I knew we were lying on the ground together and she was giggling, happy. That was more important to me than having my car back.
In the next scene I was in a sweetshop having come in the back way. It was Italian-owned and there was an air of criminality about it (mafia or something). I was relieved to get out onto the street.

She was no ordinary DC. She's my special DC that appears from time to time. Last time she was awkward with me and a bit stand-off-ish. This time it started the same but in a moment of forgiveness/transcendence I decided that being with her was more important to me than material posessions. I feel the emotion just writing this. Also the car to me represents freedom which in turn implies being able to get away from things. It appears I have stronger feelings for attending to matters of the heart than from avoiding them - kind of something I knew but it's interesting to see how this plays out in the dream and the feelings I have as I move between the scenes.

I don't know the relevance of the Italian connection (the car or the shop). Noted that "Fiat" translates as "faith" from latin but that could be a red herring.

"Exploring The Island"..wow..you have some very graphic descriptions...I could almost picture some of it, though It was rather difficult since I'm not familiar with the locations you mentioned. Strange how that potential client might have influenced this dream...I find old thoughts emerge in the strangest of places in mine.

I like the way you described "Watery Rectangle"..Your analyses are brilliant as well..(I've plenty of platonic solids dreams..though not recently that...filled me with terror. There was a thread on it once having to do with them occuring during fevers..t'was common for me). I'm sure there was also symbolism in the dark, deep room like you said..you seem to have lots of insight into yourself.

"Italian Job" was sweet...from aggravated problem to old love..But Bu, why leave the sweetshop? I'm sure those Mafia guys had some wonderfully tasty things..

You've got some deep, interesting dreams.

Originally Posted by bro

Haha...middle of the night scrawl...that's usually what comes from my recording attempts at night...I wish you luck

Originally Posted by mark

ha ha I know this one lol

I have the annoying habit of writing over the same line over and over again to the point of the page looking like a scribble

Originally Posted by Burned up

Yes, that's exactly what's in front of me now. That, and a 10 line gap between two other "sentences".

Has anybody tried one of these pens? I wonder if they would be enough to let you see but not so much that you totally wake up.

Originally Posted by raklet

Has anybody tried one of these pens? I wonder if they would be enough to let you see but not so much that you totally wake up.

Hey thanks for the link...I'll have to see but those look quite good...I do tend to get woken fully with my lamp. Perhaps these would make it easier to kind of slip right back in..

Originally Posted by raklet

Has anybody tried one of these pens? I wonder if they would be enough to let you see but not so much that you totally wake up.

What a great idea. Would I need to open my eyes though ?

Originally Posted by bro

"Exploring The Island"..wow..you have some very graphic descriptions...I could almost picture some of it, though It was rather difficult since I'm not familiar with the locations you mentioned. Strange how that potential client might have influenced this dream...I find old thoughts emerge in the strangest of places in mine.

I like the way you described "Watery Rectangle"..Your analyses are brilliant as well..(I've plenty of platonic solids dreams..though not recently that...filled me with terror. There was a thread on it once having to do with them occuring during fevers..t'was common for me). I'm sure there was also symbolism in the dark, deep room like you said..you seem to have lots of insight into yourself.

"Italian Job" was sweet...from aggravated problem to old love..But Bu, why leave the sweetshop? I'm sure those Mafia guys had some wonderfully tasty things..

You've got some deep, interesting dreams.

That was a good couple of dreams, just as I thought I was "losing it". Some old themes and some new ones. What's the mafia sweetshop all about?

Sounds of the 80s

I was on a small stage with a 198s band before they were about to perform. I said to someone "Oh, it's them" ambiguously as if to make out I knew who they were. I thought they might be the Human League and the lead singer looked like Phil Oakey. Actually in hindsight he looked like Bryan Ferry. Then I noticed 3 female singers and remembered that there were only 2 in the Human League. I got more confused when the band members lined up diagonally in 2 lines across the stage ready to do a dance routine like some cheesy Eurovision band.

I would rather have been in the band than some kind of groupie or roadie or whatever my role was. This is how I live my life. I watch while others play. But the dream reminds me that I can be a player too.

Secret garden

It was a gloomy day (like today) and I was in a garden I didn't recognise. It was organised as a patio, a flower bed and a lawn all with straight lines separating them. Rather boring. Not much grew in the flower bed and it was as gloomy as the weather.

I was planting some rosemary seeds. They started germinating and one in particular grew to around 12 inches with a woody shoot. I needed to transplant it for some reason and when I lifted it I was impressed that it had developed a healthy root system. But then something happened and it broke and the roots fell off. I was left holding the stem like a stick, wondering why I needed to tamper with it. My next plan was to plant the stem anyway in the hope it would develop more roots.

I started digging a hole, narrow but deep, with a trowel. As I dug I saw that the soil was clumpy underneath, with gaps between the clumps. I could see down under the soil that there was a rock. Then I saw that the rock was a dressed stone that formed an old patio that had been buried when the flower bed was made. The buried lower patio was connected to the upper one with a few steps, also buried, which I could now see (as if the soil had become invisible).

The half-light in the dream suggests to me that I'm digging around in a murky area of my unconscious. Not totally hidden but not very pretty either (c.f. nice holiday island yesterday).

I was trying to grow something but my tampering probably destroyed it. I've had these kind of dreams before - where my tampering destroys something beautiful. Why can't I just let something grow and become?

Digging deeper I found a hard surface. This suggests that I can only dig so far (with a trowel anyway!) in my search for what happened in the past. This is how I feel when trying to find out things that happened in my childhood - like I've reached a barrier. Not sure about the steps. Normally I see steps going up from me but these were going down. Perhaps this tells me that I now I have dug away at my past I have easy access to it (to a point)?

Why rosemary? I do know people with that name but they don't fit the context. I grow rosemary in my garden and in fact will probably need to uproot a half-dead bush so maybe that gives me a lead. Rosemary doesn't form new growth on old wood either - perhaps that's what it's about? I need to sow new seeds not expect new growth on the old? Whatever that metaphor might mean to me

What's a "dressed stone"?

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

What's a "dressed stone"?

A stone that's been shaped by a stonemason e.g. for building. Is that another word (like bogroll) that doesn't cross the Atlantic?