27 Jun

Ok, this is funny.  i think.

i had this long dream the other night – i won’t go into too much detail, but the whole dream was about moving and packing.  it ends with me following this woman i know, who is a real free spirit, to a workshop on moving.  On the way, there’s a set of stairs that get steeper and more narrow.

Finally the stairs turn into a ladder that’s really hard to climb, and at the top is  a tiny window that you have to climb through.  The only way through is to dive, head first.

i thought ~ i thought it was clearly a birth of some sort.  Right?  Connected with grand-baby’s birth, but also my own birth – into a new relationship with Sir X and me living together, into a new career path.

But i was afraid that was too obvious.

So i see JM, the amazing analyst, yesterday.  Tell him about the dream.  

He asks me some questions.

Almost strokes his chin.  He doesn’t really do that, but it feels like he does.

“Well,” He says, “Don’t take this wrong, but my first thought is that it’s clearly a death dream.  You know, we are at that point in life when we are beginning to pack things up. Simplify.  Get ready for the final journey.”

He pauses, and adds, “Of course, that could be a  kind of birth.  I suppose.  Depends on what you believe.”

Thanks, JM.  

Laughing…of course that also makes sense.  My granddaughter’s birth moves me up a generation.  There is a death of my single self, the woman who lives alone and does what she wants.  There is the death of my corporate work persona as i leave my job.

JM wants to know if there is a feeling attached to the dream, either during or after.  Thinking a minute first,  i reply,

“Annoyance.  i was really annoyed with the woman who was leading us up this perilous ladder.  My last thought before i woke up was, ‘Damn, this better be worth it!”

Not a bad “last thought” to have, i suppose.

🙂

 

4 Responses to “”

  1. vanillamom June 27, 2012 at 8:16 am #

    I love that guy!

    great dream..climbing is tough work, a real workout, and if you’re like me, kinda trembly-kneed at the height….and so is moving…hard work with the physical stuff, and equally hard stuff with the mental readjustments.

    Hugs…

    nilla

  2. jade June 27, 2012 at 8:55 am #

    i don’t think i would have gotten death out of that dream. i guess we will need to keep hearing from JM, the amazing analyst. Yep.

    You have to have endings to have new beginnings.

    i’m so happy for you. xo

  3. jade June 27, 2012 at 10:56 am #

    PS i think of dying as simply being born in reverse. (A rebirth of its own).

  4. Wordwytch June 27, 2012 at 4:28 pm #

    I see a birth dream. Rebirth is a lot more of a “climb” than death. Love the fact that you had to dive out the window too. 🙂 Nothing like tossing convention out a window now is there?

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