A dream


Husband and I are walking through a house. It is the first house we bought, a small brick bungalow...living room with beautiful stained glass windows and a fake fireplace, dining room, and a kitchen with white metal cabinets and a red floor. We loved this little house. But the neighborhood changed and we had to sell and move. It took a year to sell and move.


In my dream we are standing in the kitchen. I say to Husband, "Oh, I had forgotten those cabinets, that's not how I remember them." (In my dream they were wood not metal). Then I say to Husband, "Are you sure we should buy this house again? We had such a difficult time selling it the last time.?"


End of dream as I remember it.


Analyst asks me: "Is this a dream about church or family?"

Comments

Unknown said…
Hmmm. Good question!
If it were my dream (learned that in a dream group organized on Jungian principles), I would wonder, is it a dream about the inner house, and a concern about living out again what I thought was already behind me?
Rich material, no matter what.
Terri said…
Indeed. In many ways I am re-living similar, albeit not the same, stresses as 14 years ago when we lived in that house. It is a dream about "family" but as you say, it is also a dream about my "inner" processing of this transition time in my life.

We loved the house. It was a place of comfort, but the time came when we had to move on, and it was a challenging time. As is now...

Then it was about having babies, quitting jobs, staying home to raise babies, and financial strain, all of which affected me deeply and changed me profoundly.

Now it is about launching children into the world, navigating a job change and potentially a big move across country which will affect my family in deep ways (and me too, since I may actually land a position that will be wonderful and exciting and allow me to really blossom as a priest).

In the mean time we have "sell the house..." and that is hard work and takes a long time.

Thanks for your comments. I bet that Jungian group was very cool...
Unknown said…
It was. That was a long time ago. I would love to do dream work in a group again some day.
As much as I loved Small Church, I find in my new setting that I have gifts and talents I only suspected, because I was not called upon to use them. It's been a very exciting time. My prayer is that you will find the same is true. (And that you will end up somewhere relatively near me!)
Unknown said…
I am right there with you. I too learned it had to do with the inner self. Rich dream. Hope it opens itself up to you and you to it.
Terri said…
Like all dreams I imagine the doors will continue to open as I ponder it over the next little while...

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