Back to school and singing
An adult training week seemingly in a children's school. One exercise meant 4 of us sitting on chairs in a line whilst others wandered around the room. One person seemed to think he was above simply taking part and started pushing my chair around the room. He seemed to want this room for his own group to meet. I felt a bit silly (well, embarrassed and angry really) although I told him I was enjoying it.
Next, we were in a playground. There was a wide terrace of steps leading upwards but otherwise nothing much there. I was on the steps at first but went down again, when it seemed that the activity we were about to have wasn't going to happen. Elsewhere in the playground was a wide wobbly bridge and I enjoyed standing on it making it wobble. Some schoolchildren joined us and wandered up the stepped terracing as if they were about to rehearse for a show. I was up at the top with them but felt pushed into the corner. I was warned I'd be assaulted bu someone so went back down to the playground. I saw that my fellow trainees and the schoolchildren were now mixed and those on the terracing were singing a finale "...these are the voices we want to hear." to a tune that sounded remarkably like a Coldplay single. I gingerly joined in as did someone else near me but I couldn't reach my fellow trainees as I wanted so I stood with the children on the lower steps. I saw one of my daughter's friends, Z, there.
Some background. I have done and am now continuing doing some training. Also, the Coldplay link perhaps harks back to a song my eldest was playing which was a Christian song to a Snow Patrol tune. [in my mind, Snow Patrol are a poor person's Coldplay].
The first part of the dream is interesting. I'm being pushed around and am angry inside but hiding it outwardly by turning into fun. This is how I cope anyway so it's interesting to see this in a dream. The "pusher" was some kind of shadow character of mine [maybe even Jung's "shadow" archetype] who is prepared to act out their anger rather than simply tolerating the situation. I clearly have it in me to be both pusher and pushed. The number 4 appears again here (a recurring theme for me). I can think of many examples of "4" in my life, notably the age difference between myself and my sister. (Important to me when young). The school setting reinforces this hypothesis. And yes, I did feel "pushed out" when she was born.
The second part is outside. I'm mixing with contemporaries and with children. And we all end up singing together following some uncertainty. When I try and rise up the steps, I meet with problems. From the bottom everything is fine. The problems exist in higher consciousness - i.e. closer to awareness. Again I'm pushed around. At the bottom, towards my unconscious (but not inaccessibly so as it was daylight) I also came across a wobbly bridge. Raised a little above the ground was just enough uncertainly to be fun.
I love the idea of my child selves and adult selves singing "these are the voices we want to hear". Like they all enjoy being heard and whatever problems may arise in other dreams, there is huge hope and strength in the harmony.
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