Fighting, asking to borrow money, acting out of the ordinary, and being saved at the end; it sounds like the plot of a movie, but it is just the language and imagery of our dreams – when we are struggling with ourselves. And what the images in these dreams point to becomes much more clear when we remember that we are all the characters in our dreams: we are fighting ourselves, borrowing from ourselves, and, hopefully, saving ourselves. If we can see this in our dreams, then we can be much quicker in finding a resolution, in ourselves, that satisfies all parties. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)
John: So then I had like three dreams. In the first one, you are saying something to me with regard to a person who is crossing a street, or who’s about to cross a street, or something like that, and they need to come over and borrow money. And I can’t figure out why there has to be such borrowing, why it’s necessary, and, as a result, I’m kind of acting up, and yelling at you, as if I’m blaming something else as the interfering factor.
In other words, the situation is making me mad. And the next thing I know, even though I’m trying to jar the answer out of you, the net effect is that some wild guess inside of myself has me jumping in the face of a person I hardly know – as if he has something to do with the issue.
And, deep down, I should know that he and the issue aren’t even correlated. And so when I realize how ridiculous I am being, I say to you, “How is it that Mr.,” meaning the guy across the street, “How is it that this guy’s involved? How is it that he has something to do with this person needing to borrow money? What’s the connection?”
The meaning is, the dream is saying there is no connection between the two, because I can’t see the connection. For some reason there’s the sense that it has to be, and for some reason I’ve extended that sense for an insightfulness, I’ve put the burden upon you yelling at you to explain this sort of thing. And the closest I could come to it is it has to do with this character across the street, or this other character, to make this happen, borrow the money, that is, has to do with someone else.
And, before you’re able to explain it, I’m suddenly there shifted yelling at this guy to the point where he’s about ready to take a swing at me. And then I start to realize there’s something ridiculous. I have to stop, and I still need to get the answer from you.
Do tell me, in other words, what is this connection? How does this person and that person have something in common here, the fact that there has to be the borrowing of money? Which means that they’re different people who have nothing to do with anything that’s figure-outable.
And so in the next dream something has happened and my dad’s voice has changed. He actually looks a little puffier or different, too, fleshy or something, and his voice has changed. His voice isn’t his low bravado. It’s kind of a high-pitched woundedness or something.
And I’m like a kid in the family and, as a kid, I’m not too quick at picking things up as to what’s going on. It’s just I adapt to whatever it is, and my dad’s voice is high pitched, higher pitched now. So I don’t know what to make of it, and at first I just kind of deal with it, and then I suddenly realize that there is a problem because my mom really isn’t accepting him anymore, isn’t accepting my father.
And then that’s when I realize that I need to go to a next door neighbor to solicit some help. I don’t know how to get him to talk in the voice he had, but maybe I can get someone that can help me.
So it took me a while to realize the problem and, when I finally do, I realize that my dilemma is that my dad has lost the ability to be himself, and that is why isn’t able to be accepted as my father anymore by my mother. And also then I suddenly realize that really isn’t my dad either. He’s not who I know him to be able to be, but it took me awhile to catch up with that; but first it was a confusion. So there’s that dream.
And then in another dream I’m having to fight a person because he is bothering me. For some reason, whatever he is doing has some sort of effect or control where he’s trying to get something situated into me or something. So I don’t know what to think of this, other than the fact that I hit him as hard as I can hit him and I can’t seem to hurt him. But he can’t seem to do what he’s trying to do to me, either.
And then suddenly it shifts a little bit, and here comes this other person, a very weakish looking person, real thick glasses, and he doesn’t move very fast or anything. And, somehow or another, I can’t break his glasses, that was what I try to do with him, but his glasses are so thick that as I thump on the glasses I can’t break the glasses, or I can’t break the illusion, in other words.
And somehow or another this guy is able to put a screw into my body that I can’t pull out. And it’s as if I remember, this sort of thing has happened before. You’ve got to get this screw out, and you’ve got to get it out right away. And so as I work to get it out, the next thing you know is I expose a whole bunch of wires, and these wires extend to a generator that they’re trying to start. If they get the generator started, I won’t be myself anymore.
So I am trying to break the wires with my hands, but I can’t break them. And if I don’t break them and the generator starts, I’m helpless. And so somehow or another I fumble about, and I am a little confused as to why nobody’s there to help me. I mean certainly they should realize that this isn’t right, but no one’s there to help me. I feel wounded by that.
And suddenly kind of from around the corner, is a desk, and there’s this person, and I say, “Can you get something that can cut this?” And it’s like an office desk. There’s no reason why they should have any tools or anything in there that could cut it.
And she said, “I’ll be right back.” And she goes over and she brings the snips out, and I’ve got the snips in my hand, and that’s when I wake up. Obviously I’m going to cut this just before the generator starts, which means I’m going to break the trance, I’m going to break the spell.
So what is going on is keeping everyone from being themselves. That’s the dream that has my dad in there, and my mother in there, and then even me. I don’t recognize the family unit, but I’m the last one to figure out what’s haywire where I don’t have my usual parents. So this is the meaning of the first dream. Something’s going on that’s keeping everyone from acting and being their normal self.
And the meaning of the second dream is, no matter what I do, I can’t break through what is a prior excuse for an illusion, i.e. a weak guy with the glasses. I can’t seem to break through that. I couldn’t hurt him, and that guy couldn’t quite do what he was trying to do to me. It just went on and on and on and on. There was no headway there.
And he some is able to reach out and attach a screw into my body, reach into my body and screw a screw in, like right into the bone or torso or something, and I can’t pull it out. When this happens I’m in a bit of a shock that no one is paying any attention, or there to help me. I would’ve thought everyone would’ve recognized that something is peculiar here.
And it is from an unusual quirk of events, or, you might say, under ordinary circumstances that would be dire, because then the generator starts up because the fix was in, right? And I would be in bad shape, you know, because that would take me outside of any electrical balance in my nature, because I would be operated in a trance.
And yet somehow or another, even though it doesn’t make any sense, there’s a person who is able to access some snips, or whatever I need, that can break the spell. And in the dream involving you, in that dream I am acting up because I can’t figure out a reason in the situation that makes any sense.
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