06-20-2013, 11:14 AM
I've started keeping a dream journal again, and therefore my remembrance of my dreams is becoming somewhat convoluted. I had so many dreams last night I didn't even write down the last few, because I'd already taken up a whole page.
In one dream I argued with several women, who were being very rude to me for no reason. This has become a recurring theme, and I can only imagine it has to do with respecting myself. I often bash myself without mercy in my internal dialogue, and at times this manifests in my dreams to show me exactly what a beyotch I'm being to myself. Instead of losing it during the arguments like I did last night, I kept very calm and spoke very well and respectfully, and in front of a large number of people, too. I also get the sense this is "scheduled blue ray practice", in helping me clearly express myself in a variety of ways, in a environment where all expressions are safe. I've got a talk coming up fairly soon and, seeing how it is on a topic I consider important, I would like to express myself with proficiency when the opportunity arises.
I also dreamed a girl I used to go to church with told me she was sick, and I might not see her again, because she was "going to go get some aleve". I suppose this constitutes as an epic quest across Middle Earth in the dream world. In waking reality I haven't seen this person in about 10 years, and never knew her exceptionally well to begin with, so I'm not sure exactly what she represents to me. Perhaps an unused part of myself that is "leaving" in order to be transmuted into something more useful.
In the next part I was at work, only instead of working in a grocery store I was doing some tedious job that required working with a lot of very small metal components. I seemed to be sorting these components. It was rather boring. My boss came up and asked me if I could stay late, but I said I felt sick and needed to go home. I didn't like that job and wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.
I was then hunting for some sort of magical boxes with a group of people. All the boxes looked the same, and were hidden in odd locations, similar to a video game. We found one that was at the bottom of a sort of sink hole, and were reluctant to jump down there because there seemed to be no way to climb back out, but then I discovered a secret passageway of stairs off to the side that would let us move through the area with ease. I feel this may have to do with the thoughts I have been giving to being able to shift one's perspective at will (creating changes in consciousness at will, aka magic) lately.
In another dream I got into some sort of grappling match with this very tall, thin, African woman. I think she was naked the entire dream, yet no one seemed to notice or be offended by it. We wrestled around for a good while, and then I got tired of it and used magic to drain her energy until she couldn't fight me anymore. I felt sort of bad about using that kind of magic, and picked her up and put her on a couch so she could rest. She didn't seem mad about what had happened, and asked if I would come wake her up in a few hours. When I came back, however, she seemed like a different person, and was speaking angrily in some foreign language. She seemed very aggressive now, so I sort of just backed away from her and went somewhere else. I'm a little curious as to what she represents to me. Often in my dream black women have been indicative of "Mother Nature". I've also had an older black woman who had a very grandmotherly feel who gave me advice, so it's always a very earthy, nurturing sort of symbol. The nakedness would only seem to enforce this idea, so what was I fighting with, exactly? My own freedom? Was it a reference to taking too much from the Earth without giving back? I can't remember why we were grappling in the first place.
In one dream I argued with several women, who were being very rude to me for no reason. This has become a recurring theme, and I can only imagine it has to do with respecting myself. I often bash myself without mercy in my internal dialogue, and at times this manifests in my dreams to show me exactly what a beyotch I'm being to myself. Instead of losing it during the arguments like I did last night, I kept very calm and spoke very well and respectfully, and in front of a large number of people, too. I also get the sense this is "scheduled blue ray practice", in helping me clearly express myself in a variety of ways, in a environment where all expressions are safe. I've got a talk coming up fairly soon and, seeing how it is on a topic I consider important, I would like to express myself with proficiency when the opportunity arises.
I also dreamed a girl I used to go to church with told me she was sick, and I might not see her again, because she was "going to go get some aleve". I suppose this constitutes as an epic quest across Middle Earth in the dream world. In waking reality I haven't seen this person in about 10 years, and never knew her exceptionally well to begin with, so I'm not sure exactly what she represents to me. Perhaps an unused part of myself that is "leaving" in order to be transmuted into something more useful.
In the next part I was at work, only instead of working in a grocery store I was doing some tedious job that required working with a lot of very small metal components. I seemed to be sorting these components. It was rather boring. My boss came up and asked me if I could stay late, but I said I felt sick and needed to go home. I didn't like that job and wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.
I was then hunting for some sort of magical boxes with a group of people. All the boxes looked the same, and were hidden in odd locations, similar to a video game. We found one that was at the bottom of a sort of sink hole, and were reluctant to jump down there because there seemed to be no way to climb back out, but then I discovered a secret passageway of stairs off to the side that would let us move through the area with ease. I feel this may have to do with the thoughts I have been giving to being able to shift one's perspective at will (creating changes in consciousness at will, aka magic) lately.
In another dream I got into some sort of grappling match with this very tall, thin, African woman. I think she was naked the entire dream, yet no one seemed to notice or be offended by it. We wrestled around for a good while, and then I got tired of it and used magic to drain her energy until she couldn't fight me anymore. I felt sort of bad about using that kind of magic, and picked her up and put her on a couch so she could rest. She didn't seem mad about what had happened, and asked if I would come wake her up in a few hours. When I came back, however, she seemed like a different person, and was speaking angrily in some foreign language. She seemed very aggressive now, so I sort of just backed away from her and went somewhere else. I'm a little curious as to what she represents to me. Often in my dream black women have been indicative of "Mother Nature". I've also had an older black woman who had a very grandmotherly feel who gave me advice, so it's always a very earthy, nurturing sort of symbol. The nakedness would only seem to enforce this idea, so what was I fighting with, exactly? My own freedom? Was it a reference to taking too much from the Earth without giving back? I can't remember why we were grappling in the first place.
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