Cath
Dream:
I was hoping you could help me understand a re-occurring dream I've been having over some years now. It's a different dream each time, however the overall idea and feelings I awake with are the same.
Dream 1
In essence I'm at a school (it used to be the school I attended as a student, but is now the school I taught at for several years). Sometimes I realise that I have missed a class (Maths or Science), all year and now I have to work out how I can catch up on the missed work. Or I have lost some books I need for a class, or I am unprepared to teach it. But more often than not I am lost in the corridors, trying to get to a class I have to attend or most of the time teach.
The most recent dream I had of this nature was just the other night. I was revisiting the school I taught at (I left to have my first child 3 years ago). I can't remember why I was there, but I met some unfamiliar staff members, who were all quite friendly and helpful. I made my way down to the staffroom where I bumped into the principal (she is a new principal whom I've had some unpleasant dealings with since I left the school). She kept smiling and was outwardly polite.
I went to leave through the staff kitchen, feeling as if I'd achieved something by returning to the school, even though I hadn't really done anything. (Although I hadn't gotten lost either.) However as I went to the car park I soon I realised that I couldn't find my car. My husband appeared, trying to help me find it. The car park was partially dug up and there were plumbers working there. I asked one if he'd seen my car. He was very rude and told me that he'd moved it. I can' t remember why but for some reason he couldn't tell me where he'd moved it to. I was angry and demanded he find my car. He still couldn't/wouldn't tell me. I then woke up feeling frustrated, however not as 'lost' or frustrated as what I normally do from this type of dream.
A Drama teacher I used to work with/for, and found difficult to get along with often features as an obstacle of some sort in these dreams, however she did not appear in this one.
I currently have my own small business running after-school Drama classes and feel that these dreams are telling me about a slight lack of confidence I have in myself. However I feel that there is something else I'm missing. I have recently had my second child and these dreams have become more prominent again. It's as if they're beginning to scream at me up to wake up to something. But what? Am I not taking the right direction workwise, or is it something deeper (or simpler) than that?
The following is what I remember of last night's dream:
Dream 2
The first half I was living in a large house with lots of sisters (Only one of them was one of my real sisters, the younger). I can't remember a lot of what we were doing at first, however I soon had to get ready for school. I was returning to Yr 11 and looking forward to trying again to get a HSC score of 400 (I only received 379 when I really did the HSC). I was dressed in my Marist Sisters school uniform (the school I attended as a student) but couldn't find my blue socks. I eventually dug out some blue and white socks from a sisters wardrobe and an older sister came in to get me, as she was leaving. I asked about my younger (real) sister and was told she'd already left. The other sister and I got in my (real-life) car and she drove us to school (Bethlehem, the school I taught at). I was concerned about where she parked the car, on the street instead of in the school car-park, but didn't say anything. She rushed inside and I didn't see her again.
I went to find my class and fumbled through long, skinny, winding, cluttered corridors. I passed unknown teachers as well as teachers from both Marist Sisters and Bethlehem. I smiled at some and received nods and smiles back, yet didn't stop to talk. I was feeling lost and rushed, however did eventually find my class. I made my way to a desk at the front, where several Asian students from Bethlehem were gathered. They all had their timetables, yet I couldn't find mine. I finally asked a teacher if she knew where it was and she handed me an envelope, but inside was a timetable for a Christina someone and two Yr 10 timetables for me. The teacher said she'd try to find my current one.
I began to worry more about my younger sister (she was more like an older sister to me at school, sticking up for me and protecting me when I had troubles with friends and she just yesterday announced that she's pregnant with her first child. Some news I've been looking forward to hearing for some time now). I decided to go to the office to see if I could find her. I had to walk up a steep hill to get there (I was now walking to Marist Sisters) and tried to use a bar-like railing on the side of the footpath to pull myself up the hill. Unfortunately there was an elderly, frail man behind me. My hand kept bumping his on the rail and I felt as if I could not/had no right to use the rail. He needed it more?
I don't remember what happened when I got to the office or if I even got there. But I never found my sister. I was then asked to go on a bus tour of the school (Bethlehem again), by the principal I think. The bus was filled with other students and we could see out of the roof of the bus. The buildings were towering over us as we drove around the outside of the school. Some were old, some new and others being refurbished. However all seemed to have an overgrown Amazonian appearance, as if they'd been hidden in the jungles for hundreds of years. Some also had gothic carvings.
When the bus stopped we all piled out and in groups of about four, were given a piglet on the end of a rope to look after. I was one of the last to get off the bus and although I was briefly worried about what group I'd go with, I quickly joined up with a group of strangers that I felt quite comfortable with.
The piglets were very strong and pulled whoever was holding the rope around the, once again, long, narrow, winding and cluttered corridors of the school. I volunteered to take the rope after a short while and we were lead into a spacious room somewhat like Public Baths. The air felt heavy and grotty, although the water looked lovely. It looked warm, deep and welcoming. I was dared to try to do some sort of a trick with the piglet. I attempted to do this, but only managed to get a cloth and the rope tangled around it's snout. While attempting to get this off, the piglet, which was now a Labrador, jumped or I threw it, into the water. I jumped in after it. The water was very deep and just as I was getting to the bottom, I felt the dog's paws above me. I didn't want to open my eyes because although the water had looked clean I could feel that it was in fact quite dirty/germy. I struggled for a second or two to get my feet to touch the bottom of the pool, so that I could push myself back up out of the water again. I then struggled to get to the surface as I was running out of air. When I finally did get to the surface, I thought I was going to be sick, I felt I had to wash the water off of me (I was now in my swimmers).
I left the bathing room to try to find a shower. More long, winding corridors. I met up with an old school friend, who helped me find a lift. We walked up some stairs where I bumped into another old school friend (she however died of a heart attack a few years after school. While I'd kept in contact with her, I hadn't seen her for a long time and felt guilty about this when I heard of her death - she'd moved interstate and had been depressed and taken to pills and drinking before she died. She occasionally appears in my dreams alive and well). I called to her "Hey, hang around, I always like it when you're in my dreams". However she continued to walk away with a jovial smile on her face.
When the other friend and I got in the lift it was something like a set from "The Muppet Show". The lift man was covered in colourful fluff and feathers and asked us where we wanted to go. I said to the showers. We walked around the large lift looking at depictions of different rooms and objects. The lift man continued to work his way around the lift looking for the showers. He obviously didn't know where to find anything and told me to call him if I found anything. My friend and I found a picture of a shower head at the same time as the liftman was asking if we wanted to stop off at the transvestites. I hit a button and the lift stopped and the liftman introduced me to two life-size Muppets that looked something like Hoobs (from the kids show "The Hoobs"), with coloured fluff and feathers and powderpuff boobs. I told him I didn't want transvestites I wanted the shower I'd found.
Unfortunately I think my five month old woke me for a feed at this point. However when I later returned to sleep I was back at Bethlehem, with the principal, who I think at this stage was a nun. I was with some sort of a consultant that I think I'd asked to be there for some reason. We were in the library and she was criticising the old carpet, pulling it up. It was thick, old red carpet with blackish patterns through it. I was pleased that this woman was doing this. It was as if she was finding fault with the principal and the school. I loaded some of the carpet into a shopping trolley and was determined to get it back to my car. After going through some even narrower and more winding corridors, with doors and rooms literally barricaded off, I actually made my way out to the car. I found it exactly where it had been parked in the previous dream. I began to unload the carpet feeling triumphant and cunning. However I don't think I even got the carpet into the car, let alone drove it away. Another couple of images I have from this dream or another that I had about the same time are:
Dream 3
I was Homer Simpson, plummeting through the universe through a chimney. There was a cord attached to the top of the chimney, with the other end wrapped around my waist. I also vaguely remember some image of Santa Claus, I think before I dove into the chimney. Don't know if any of this is connected to the recurring dream, however I definitely felt elated in this one, free as opposed to lost or trapped.
Interpretation:
INTERPRETATATION (Quentin)
I will take your dreams and chunk them down into segments - mainly because they are trying to tell you some pretty important things about your current reality.
Dream 2
The first half I was living in a large house with lots of sisters (Only one of them was one of my real sisters, the younger).
A House is always a symbol of you yourself - lots of 'sisters" means girlfriends you can trust like sisters - unless you had a hell of a time with your youngest sister in which case the dream is giving you a clue. The winding corridors you keep going down later are symbols of the know and unknown twists and turns our lives take. I can't remember a lot of what we were doing at first, however I soon had to get ready for school. I was returning to Yr 11 and looking forward to trying again to get a HSC score of 400 (I only received 379 when I really did the HSC). - Could you be a bit of a perfectionist? Is 379 not excellent? Your MOST negative belief about yourself does push you on towards excellence - however there are times when it is OK to just be you. Is Your MOST neg belief about yourself "I am not good enough?"
I was dressed in my Marist Sisters school uniform (the school I attended as a student) but couldn't find my blue socks. I eventually dug out some blue and white socks from a sisters wardrobe and an older sister came in to get me, as she was leaving. I asked about my younger (real) sister and was told she'd already left. The other sister and I got in my (real-life) car and she drove us to school (Bethlehem, the school I taught at). I was concerned about where she parked the car, on the street instead of in the school car-park, but didn't say anything. She rushed inside and I didn't see her again. - Here you get support from your "sisters" but someone else is driving YOUR car not so good you have relinquished your control over your personal direction i.e. how you move through life in for e.g. your car. All this over a lost sock!
I went to find my class and fumbled through long, skinny, winding, cluttered corridors. I passed unknown teachers as well as teachers from both Marist Sisters and Bethlehem. I smiled at some and received nods and smiles back, yet didn't stop to talk. I was feeling lost and rushed, I was feeling lost and rushed, THIS is a big clue and an old personal pattern - Watch this Pattern every time you feel lost and rushed, it triggers an old body memory perhaps from a birth pattern or early childhood. ...however did eventually find my class. - Life is the class we are all involved in and we learn something new each day yet here you are without your time table reliant on someone else's. This is also a clue to follow up on. I made my way to a desk at the front, where several Asian students from Bethlehem were gathered. They all had their timetables, yet I couldn't find mine. I finally asked a teacher if she knew where it was and she handed me an envelope, but inside was a timetable for a Christina someone and two Yr 10 timetables for me. The teacher said she'd try to find my current one. - The teacher i.e. You needs to create your OWN timetable to meet YOUR OWN needs.
I began to worry more about my younger sister (she was more like an older sister to me at school, sticking up for me and protecting me when I had troubles with friends and she just yesterday announced that she's pregnant with her first child. Some news I've been looking forward to hearing for some time now). I decided to go to the office to see if I could find her. I had to walk up a steep hill to get there (I was now walking to Marist Sisters) and tried to use a bar-like railing on the side of the footpath to pull myself up the hill. Unfortunately there was an elderly, frail man behind me. My hand kept bumping his on the rail and I felt as if I could not/had no right to use the rail. He needed it more? Doormat Central? Why does HE have more rights than YOU? Why do YOU worry about your sister when she helped you so much and it is only your looking forward to her pregnancy for some time that is the key here. This sister seems to have her inner timetable working to her own needs - do you have yours for the next ten years?
I don't remember what happened when I got to the office or if I even got there. But I never found my sister. I was then asked to go on a bus tour of the school (Bethlehem again), by the principal I think. The bus was filled with other students and we could see out of the roof of the bus. The buildings were towering over us as we drove around the outside of the school. Some were old, some new and others being refurbished. However all seemed to have an overgrown Amazonian appearance, as if they'd been hidden in the jungles for hundreds of years. Some also had gothic carvings. - Time in each life is a gift from God and it's all yours - now you have given up the car and are on public transport. Seeing how fast things change but you are getting the overview - a good sign for accurate ten year flow charts.
When the bus stopped we all piled out and in groups of about four, were given a piglet on the end of a rope to look after. I was one of the last to get off the bus and although I was briefly worried about what group I'd go with, I quickly joined up with a group of strangers that I felt quite comfortable with. - This is a bit cosmic. Group of four the nuclear family piglet on rope any two year old on a kiddy trainer OR lead - just like being born - still on the umbilical cord into a group of strangers you get used to...eventually.
The piglets were very strong and pulled whoever was holding the rope around the, - your own children can easily do this - once again, long, narrow, winding and cluttered corridors of the school. I volunteered to take the rope after a short while and we were lead into a spacious room somewhat like Public Baths. The air felt heavy and grotty, although the water looked lovely. It looked warm, deep and welcoming. I was dared to try to do some sort of a trick with the piglet. I attempted to do this, but only managed to get a cloth and the rope tangled around it's snout. While attempting to get this off, the piglet, which was now a Labrador, jumped or I threw it, into the water. I jumped in after it. The water was very deep and just as I was getting to the bottom, I felt the dog's paws above me. I didn't want to open my eyes because although the water had looked clean I could feel that it was in fact quite dirty/germy. I struggled for a second or two to get my feet to touch the bottom of the pool, so that I could push myself back up out of the water again. I then struggled to get to the surface as I was running out of air. When I finally did get to the surface, I thought I was going to be sick, I felt I had to wash the water off of me (I was now in my swimmers). - This bit is very "birth" like - air grotty water deep yet also is dirty. Good for you to get to the bottom of the pool this is a sign that you are willing to get to the bottom of your more grotty emotional issues and push yourself back to the surface. Being sick is also a good sign I ask people to ask themselves what are they sick of feeling about themselves? And I love it that the piglet becomes a labrador at least if you have to close your eyes to the water you have a guide dog to follow in.
I left the bathing room to try to find a shower. More long, winding corridors. I met up with an old school friend, who helped me find a lift. We walked up some stairs where I bumped into another old school friend (she however died of a heart-attack a few years after school. While I'd kept in contact with her, I hadn't seen her for a long time and felt guilty about this when I heard of her death - she'd moved interstate and had been depressed and taken to pills and drinking before she died. She occasionally appears in my dreams alive and well). I called to her "Hey, hang around, I always like it when you're in my dreams". However she continued to walk away with a jovial smile on her face. - This bit is very significant - You try to find a shower, meet old school friend, who helped you find a lift. We walked up some stairs - still looking for the shower you receive help with out there being a drama as with the socks. you go up in both a lift and on the stairs - a symbol of your own rise in life then you meet the friend you still feel guilt around she is happy and perhaps it is only you feeling guilt that keeps her in Limbo and entering your dreams - give it up guilt is the Mafia of the mind - forgive yourself and move on so she can too.
When the other friend and I got in the lift it was something like a set from "The Muppet Show". The lift man was covered in colourful fluff and feathers and asked us where we wanted to go. I said to the showers. We walked around the large lift looking at depictions of different rooms and objects. The lift man continued to work his way around the lift looking for the showers. He obviously didn't know where to find anything and told me to call him if I found anything. My friend and I found a picture of a shower head at the same time as the lift-man was asking if we wanted to stop off at the transvestites. I hit a button and the lift stopped and the lift-man introduced me to two life-size muppets that looked something like Hoobs (from the kids show "The Hoobs"), with coloured fluff and feathers and powder-puff boobs. I told him I didn't want transvestites I wanted the shower I'd found. - Here you are in the right place, know what you want and need help to locate it, but actually find it yourself at the same time as your friend. There are fun things available the "Muppets" the "transvestites" you are single minded not swayed by the colour and want your shower. Perfect time to wake up when you know what you want.
Unfortunately I think my five month old woke me for a feed at this point. However when I later returned to sleep I was back at Bethlehem, with the principal, who I think at this stage was a nun. I was with some sort of a consultant that I think I'd asked to be there for some reason. - Here you still feel you need the consultant - We were in the library and she was criticising the old carpet, pulling it up. It was thick, old red carpet with blackish patterns through it. I was pleased that this woman was doing this. It was as if she was finding fault with the principal and the school. I loaded some of the carpet into a shopping trolley and was determined to get it back to my car. After going through some even narrower and more winding corridors, with doors and rooms literally barricaded off, I actually made my way out to the car. I found it exactly where it had been parked in the previous dream. I began to unload the carpet feeling triumphant and cunning. However I don't think I even got the carpet into the car, let alone drove it away. - You STILL got what you wanted in more ways than one. The woman found fault with the principal - no light task for any woman re any principal in a school or business setting - Justice is mine says the Lord but it is nice to be there as it happens. Here your gift of determination is clearly depicted you get a shopping trolley and GET BACK TO YOUR CAR! - your own personal direction again!
Another couple of images I have from this dream or another that I had about the same time are: >
Dream 3
I was Homer Simpson, plummeting through the universe through a chimney. There was a cord attached to the top of the chimney, with the other end wrapped around my waist. I also vaguely remember some image of Santa Claus, I think before I dove into the chimney. Don't know if any of this is connected to the recurring dream, however I definitely felt elated in this one, free as opposed to lost or trapped. - More birth images - understandable with a five month old. I believe we come to the planet and our birth experience keys us into our most negative belief about ourselves we choose a type of birth experience that assures us of this. If your most negative belief is I'm not good enough" - and you give away your direction to care for another it is wise to have a long term plan in the back of your mind. These dreams are helping you to regroup your life so far and rid yourself of what is holding you back i.e. guilt. Good luck and keep finding those carpets - where once you walked - remember the only thing we have is time and all we take with us is the experiences we had during that time. Precious each and every one yet the only way we learn is by correcting our mistakes and becoming capable and mature. Somehow we manage to do some amazing things.
INTERPRETATATION (Caryn)
Dream 1
It seems you have always worked to a certain timetable or a deadline and to change that has you questioning your preparedness to take on something new. A change of schedule would make you unsure, thus lacking confidence in your decisions or your ability to adapt. There are new lessons to be learned from past experience and to do that you must acknowledge your past achievements as well as your shortfalls. You have principles of your own and some things are a matter of principle. You gave up your old timetable in order to lay new foundations. Family life. You imagine what it would be like to return to teaching at a later date, with unfamiliar faces walking the corridors and with the memories of unpleasant dealings with the principal tainting the scene, just another drama you could do without.
Where your car was parked in an excavation site is the hole you would leave when you left, and the re-construction going on I would say was during your pregnancy, re-arranging your life. The rude plumber could have been a rude gynecologist. It was a journey to find the real you. Your husband couldn't find you, it was up to you. although the thought of going back to teach again could have you feeling unprepared, this time round there will be with no dramas, as in no Drama teacher.
Dream 2
You are living in a large house, which is the life you have created for yourself, surrounded by women who play a similar role to your sister in your life. Eleven is the number of high achievement, an elevation in life. Trying to get a better HSC score is suggesting you aim higher in the future, you can do it. In the past your sister has been there for you, since school even, and has given you the protection or footing you needed to keep going.
Taking you back to school, to prove you had the ability to make your mark, you just needed to be more relaxed and adaptable to change, not to be flustered. In the dream you couldn't find your timetable, or the time you needed to do what you wanted, always chasing time and having to adapt.
Your hopes and aspirations are represented by the Mountain, moving up to the top. You think you need support along the way. You don't have to be old and frail to deserve it and at times It can be like an uphill battle, but you don't really think your that old yet?, there's more left in the girl!
You seem to have a multi-cultural school theme suggested, or learning the cultures first hand and an interest in anthropology.
Next when the bus stops, you pile out in groups of 4 and are given a piglet on the end of a rope. Little piggies are industrious symbols in the making. Filling up ones piggy bank and keeping a leash on your savings maybe. The public baths represents the cleansing of the past or dealing with peoples emotions in public. The piglet becomes a Labrador, which is like a dogs intuition, so the intuitive side of you steps in. Trust in your intuition or your female side. How things feel is more than often how they are. Trust your inner feeling when dealing with the public.
Long winding corridors are the passageways connecting your train of thought, taking you to various conscious levels and dream planes, like meeting up with your old friend. I have more than a theory that on the Astral plane it is possible to be with those who have passed away. Never do words need to be spoken, just read you inner feeling on the matter and you will find happiness and peace, just like your friend.
The lift-man is the masculine side of yourself, in the way you operate and think. You are trying to find new ways to enter life fresh and more open minded but there are levels (or limits) to which you will go. You're tired of watching adults running around like 'boobs'. You know what is acceptable and what will wash with you (the shower-head of your choice). You choose clean thinking.
In all, just ask yourself what feels right. When the time is right the opportunity will make itself available. Don't be pressured by working to other people's timetables. Make some time for yourself and rediscover your passion.
DREAM 3
Homer Simpson, plummeting through the universe through a chimney dream seems to be more connected to a change of reality and by Christmas. The birth canal and umbilical cord are also symbolised by the cord and the chimney. In suggestion of birth and your sisters' pregnancy, it could be the re-birth of you.
I hope this will help you to move forward, find freedom in your dreams and be surrounded by the goodness of human kind.