Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Nascent Hopes



Dream #14: It's early morning. There's a knock at my door. I get out of bed and peer warily through the peephole. Someone has left me an odd parcel complete with a light bulb and straw bedding. Inside of it a baby chick nests sweetly, waiting to be let in. I don't remember ordering it. I recall that hatchlings can survive for 72 hours on the nourishment their egg provides and decide to go back to bed. I can figure out what to do with it later.

Strata of meaning:
-I would like to raise chickens but as a renter, do not have the setup.
-I need to prepare for an imminent interview, but am afraid of getting my hopes up.
-My biological clock is ticking

Did you catch the "peephole" pun?

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Valleys of Dream


source: by caballosblancos

"Ah, the strange, sweet lonely delight
Of the Valleys of Dream."

-William Sharp (pseudonym Fiona McLeod)

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Ice Animals



Dream #13: I'm with my family. We are driving to a restaurant in the mountains.
The cold and snow are a welcome respite from summer's heat. Along the way we stop to see an art installation. Someone has carved many magnificent animals out of ice.

See: ice sculptures, deer, bear. Sometimes I wish I could freeze time.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Box of Bees


source: by Angela Wyatt


source: by Todd Huffman

Dream #12: A friend has asked me to watch over their bees. They are kept in a large wooden filing cabinet, reminiscent of an old card catalog. I pull out some of the drawers to check. Only a handful remain. I wonder if the colony is suffering from CCD. I hope my friend will understand that there was nothing I could do.

Responsibility, productivity, professional development. (Sometimes my goals seem so out of reach.)

Monday, August 16, 2010

Awakening


source: by h.koppdelaney

"The dreamer can know no truth, not even about his dream, except by awakening out of it." -George Santayana

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Cup of Moonlight

Dream #11: I came upon an old train car. It was mostly red with a dark interior. There were people gathered inside. They were sitting at tables and chairs.

A wise man invited me to sit across from him. He offered me a cup.

The cup was oddly intricate with carvings and a lid. It was not unlike a prayer wheel. He gestured that I take a drink.

When I removed the top to take a sip, a flame appeared in place of water. A plume of blue fire flickered in the cup in my hands. I could not drink and set it down again in amazement.

The onlookers applauded as if they had just witnessed a magic trick.

Themes: Magic, healing, thirst for spiritual truths. Perhaps I'm not quite ready?

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Yogini


source: by Anniekster

Dream #10: An old friend laughed and said to me, "You've always wanted to be like a yogini, standing on her head!"

Silly!

Monday, July 26, 2010

A Chair for My Child?


Dream #9: I'm outside of the old public library.
People have gathered to listen to a speech. The library has finally raised enough money to remodel and has decided to give away the old furnishings. Each visitor is allowed to take a chair for themselves and/or a chair for their child. They encourage us to use the chairs for reading at home.

People are quickly grabbing the best chairs. I'm worried I will get stuck with a metal folding chair. Luckily, I am able to find a nicer one.

For a moment I consider whether or not to take a second chair.

I hope to have a child one day. It would be a dream come true to sit and read with him or her. :)

Monday, July 19, 2010

Spirit Kites



"Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know
what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend,
a new love, a new country." -Anaïs Nin

Friday, July 16, 2010

Risk v. Security

Every so often I dream that I'm locking a door. In these scenarios I am invariably locking myself inside. There is no one on the outside. Just recently I had a vivid dream (#8) in which I locked and chained the door of my apartment.

According to Klaus Vollmar, "This is the image of inner, psychic tension between openness and retreat (isolation), between risk and security."

I think that the very act of blogging about my dreams evoked this one. Is it safe to bare my psyche?