Isn't that a strange phenomenon, to wake up IN your dreams? It’s like your mind is telling you this is not real and yet the other part of the mind won’t let you wake up for real. I have it happen to me often. I love dreams and even though they make me so uncomfortable trying to attach meaning, there is still a part of me that wants to figure them out. I don’t know that we ever can, though.
I’d like to be a dream analyst. Do think they make much money?
Hm, I don't really know about the earning power of dream studiers.
One of my ex's, the Quebecer I met when I was roaming around Canada, was an amateur Jungian psychologist. Seriously -- he had books and books on Jung. Jungian psychology is all about archetypes, so Jungians are heavily into dream analysis. Every morning he'd ask if I remembered my dreams and if I did, I'd tell him over breakfast. Then he'd ponder them and offer an interpretation. I found it both flattering and discomfiting. After a while, I kept dreaming about shit! I've never had as many dreams with literal feces in them as I did when I was living with Denis and telling him my dreams!
Interesting...like I'm cracking the walls I've built.
Oh, this just made me think of something else. I've created a lovely little cocoon for myself here, but perhaps I spend too much time in it...perhaps, comfort and security -- and solitude -- is not what I need right now...not even what I most want???
I've created a lovely little cocoon for myself here, but perhaps I spend too much time in it...perhaps, comfort and security -- and solitude that sounds like my modus operandi! :)
Seems like a pretty powerful dream. I've had those when I dreamed I was sleeping, waking up to find myself sleeping still. "Nested" is a good descriptor. It's like an onion, with layers of sleeping and waking. I take it to mean that various aspect of myself are asleep or awake.
Have you ever seen the movie "Waking Life" by Richard Linklater? It was conventionally filmed and then various artists "painted" over the filmed scenes. It has a very loose narrative that follows the protagonist through a series of nested dreams. I saw it a few months ago. It was presented by a Buddhist professor from Berkeley who gave a lecture beforehand on Buddhist themes in the movie and then followed up with a question and answer session.
I could go on and on with this, so I'll just stop now...let me know if you've seen the movie.
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Maybe your life will be shaken up--maybe it will be cataclysmic! Wouldn't that be an adventure!
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I’d like to be a dream analyst. Do think they make much money?
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One of my ex's, the Quebecer I met when I was roaming around Canada, was an amateur Jungian psychologist. Seriously -- he had books and books on Jung. Jungian psychology is all about archetypes, so Jungians are heavily into dream analysis. Every morning he'd ask if I remembered my dreams and if I did, I'd tell him over breakfast. Then he'd ponder them and offer an interpretation. I found it both flattering and discomfiting. After a while, I kept dreaming about shit! I've never had as many dreams with literal feces in them as I did when I was living with Denis and telling him my dreams!
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and it's scary?
(plees to get off zee couch and let me haf my nap! ;-) )
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Oh, this just made me think of something else. I've created a lovely little cocoon for myself here, but perhaps I spend too much time in it...perhaps, comfort and security -- and solitude -- is not what I need right now...not even what I most want???
Thank you, Frau Dokter!
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that sounds like my modus operandi! :)
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I could go on and on with this, so I'll just stop now...let me know if you've seen the movie.
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