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Real Dreams
890515 dream
Two Chinese men; I have been collecting the books of one – his name started with a K, like
Konomo, Katekana, something like that. I pull all the books down from the bookshelf to show
him that I've got them – I stack them on the table.
Some sense of contest for my affection. Downstairs – two black lacquer, huge giant columns
carved with lions – I recognize their value and plan to restore them. (They are supporting the
floor).
We have a "dog" that is very gentle. This dog is somewhat afraid of a rather large furry creature
that we have sent to live with someone else. We are afraid that creature will come back, but a
man close to us assures us that the person we sent the animal to has it under control.
M____, VP Operations, chastises me for using the FAX machine (?) without changing the
setting, which caused some problem. I spent some time worrying about my clothes. K____ was
more lenient, told me I could do the calculations (on a sheet of paper, like a quiz). The feeling of
being under suspicion pervaded this part of the dream.
890516 Interpretation of 890515 dream
Symbols: books, large elaborate supports, (lion carving), gentle dog, large furry creature, two Chinese
men, author, FAX machine, calculations
Actions: pulling books and putting on table, planning to restore supports, getting reassurance that
dangerous animal is controlled, being chastised, being allowed to calculate, competing for my
affection.
I search my philosophical knowledge and wisdom, bring it all out on the table. I acknowledge the
existence and importance of a particular regal and powerful posture as my support - I need to restore
that. I am reassured that B____ will be ok this summer.
My coldest, most calculating aspect worries that I have revealed my message, but my truly savvy self
feels that it is ok to proceed and plan.
890516 dream
With kids in woods (old) at bottom of the road – night out camping. Quite a few boys and young girls.
It's raining and the woods are getting boggy and slick. We climb up a hill and the rain stops –
nighttime. I look up the street. The houses are dark. I give the order for us all to return home, while
raid [sic] is stopped. Sense that rain is stopped just for me, maybe.
We start up the street. One little girl is almost at the house, but she stops dead because the police are
there. I catch up with her and we see people being arrested in the house. The house is now a trailer. We
are standing in the trailer which has been used for illicit purposes, when the police decide to move the
trailer to another location (more exposed, out in the open). We are in the trailer as it drives downhill
and is parked.
With a few women. One gossipy sort accuses me of having an affair with one of the campers. I say "of
course, I've only known him since I was in fifth grade." Playing he along ironically. "Clive" or some
such name, unattractive.
I praise the little girl for stopping short when she saw trouble. In the woods we are wondering how we
will get along in the rain. We watch a beaver glide in a stream. Some interior work…can't remember.
890516 Interpretation of 890516 dream
Symbols: in the woods, slick, treacherous footing, beaver in water, kids, night, rain stops, returning
home, police, individuals under arrest, trailer-house, gossipy woman, accusation
Actions: adventure/camping, giving order to return, arresting, moving out into open, being ironic
about accusation, praising young girl (me), wondering how we will get on, taking example from
beaver.
I am leading this adventure that has engaged many nascent, growing parts of myself. It seems that we
are in the dark, in the woods, (trouble) where footing is treacherous and it is messy (current situation at
work). I look at my destination and it is dark – but the rain stops and I give the order to go home.
(The nasty conditions clear and I am ready to proceed out of the woods).
As I approach my old consciousness (old house) I see certain aspects are arrested by my conscience
(police), this situation is perceived in (young girl) innocence and I am pleased with myself for seeing
the danger and turmoil. My collected new characteristics are transported to do business in the open.
My consciousness has become mobile, as directed by my conscience.
In treacherous circumstances, I take a lesson from the beaver, who gets right into the elements and cuts
materials and builds what he wants – a damn – makes use of the emotion, stores it to use as a resource
and a power.
Again- I am in a mess, but working with it, I survive, I gain perspective and the emotion ceases – I can
see the dangers clearly and am pleased that in innocence I have protected myself. I can change my
location and my state of mind.
I continue to meet suspicion and pettiness with irony. I should avoid leaving a message trail, but
continue to plan carefully. I have time while at work.
