What Dreams May Come
“People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.” ~~Author Neil Gaiman
I have a dream to share with you. Thank goodness I analyze dreams and have studied dreams for many years, even writing a book on the subject. I say, thank goodness, because this was a really strange one.
In this dream I am in a house that is new. It is clear from the surrounding boxes that I have moved. There is a door, reminiscent of a hobbit house door in a beautiful green color. As I am unpacking and thinking about where to put everything, I see a limo turn into my driveway and pull up to the house. A smartly-tailored chauffeur gets out and comes and knocks on the front door.
I open the door and he hands me a metal case and says, "Mr. Trump is returning your papers to you." I take the case and then I see the back door of the limo open and out steps Mr. Trump (yes, that Mr. Trump). The limo driver says he wants to apologize to you personally. In the dream, I do not want him in my new house but up he comes to the door looking frazzled, and says he meant to give me back my papers and hopes I can use them now. He keeps trying to come in and I keep blocking the door and say, "no need - thanks." And I shut the door in his face.
I woke up at that point and laughed out loud.
So what does the dream mean?
I have been journaling recently about a transition I am in. A transition from being in a leadership and administrative role over many years, in both the corporate and nonprofit sectors, to that of living a creative life. This transition is bringing up all sorts of insecurities (remember my column on inertia a few weeks ago?), fears and hopes. This dream was letting me know where I am in that process of transition.
When you dream about a house, the house represents your life at the moment. So, I am in a new house - not quite settled but at the task of unpacking. The door (that hobbit house door) is green, the color of the heart chakra. So, my dream right away is telling me that I am in a new part of my life that is heart-centered and somewhat fantastical (that creative license).
Now, come my visitors. Vehicles in dreams represent your journey. Because I wasn't in the car, that told me this represented a journey in my past, one in which I played leadership and administrative roles. It seems my subconscious wanted me to know that there were parts of myself that needed to join me in my new role of a creative writer, hence the metal case with papers that are mine from that part of my life.
And, yes, all the news about Trump and the National Archives and papers allowed my subconscious to call him up as a metaphor for that now-closed part of my life. In the dream I won't let that in the door of my new life. The dream very effectively told me there is no going back. Those roles of the past are done but there are gifts I can take with me into my new life. And there are metaphors around abundance. My corporate life was financially abundant (limo, chauffeur, Mr. Trump - all aspects of wealth). Will my new life be financially successful?
Cool, isn't it? All that packed into just a couple of minutes of a dream.
I invite you to consider your own dreaming mind. It is filled with vital information about how you truly feel and what you truly need. As for me, I have to stop watching the news late at night. LOL.
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Cathleen O' Connor
Writer, speaker, teacher, coach and intuitive.