Dream Man painted by M'reen
Dreams and reality. M'reen
In real life I have a dressing gown that has needed to be
replaced for rather a long time.
Also, I don’t recall ever owning a pair of bedroom
slippers.
I dreamt that I was walking along in my tatty pink
dressing gown and eventually realised that I was wearing tatty pink bedroom
slippers. I recognised that I needed to be wearing shoes for my expected venue
and spent some time dithering; how detrimental were tatty pink bedroom
slippers,
how much time and effort would it take me to go back and get shoes
and return to this point?
Eventually I decided to go on and after a few steps
remembered that that the rest of my journey
was across wet grass. The wet grass would seep through my slippers and be cold and uncomfortable.
Cold is not something I like and to be wet simply adds insult to injury.
Cold is not something I like and to be wet simply adds insult to injury.
I have a qualification in Dreamwork but I don’t work with
my rarely remembered fragments
of dreams even though Freud, Jung or whoever said that, ‘an
unexplored dream
is like an unopened letter to oneself’.
The night before I’d sent an email to a few people as I
needed a pat on the back
and only the furthest person from me responded with a
wish that I was well.
Today one of those persons rang and said that they liked
my article on www.turbochargedreading.blogspot.com
but. And I responded that the ‘but’ was deliberate.
Reflecting on this conversation I decided to take the next step as if I did
not then I would be held back
by situations I had little control over.
It is exceptional for me to dream of a situation before
its event, and to recognise that my dreams
have been working away in the
background prompting my conscious mind into action.
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