I hope this thread is still active. I had a dream a few years ago that keeps coming to mind that I believe I need help with. Some of it I can understand, but there are parts that are just too freaky. Any help with the interpretation will be greatly appreciated.
This dream occurred a few months after I broke up with a girlfriend.
The dream is set at the house I grew up in (as usual):
I come home from a long day at work. It's night time, dark outside, and I'm tired. I toss my jacket somewhere to the side, and notice all the dirty dishes sitting on the kitchen sink (the kitchen appears uncharacteristically in the front of the house). I figure I'll do them later since I'm just too tired (can you sense a trend...?).
I look to the rear wall of the kitchen where there is a window which is now the back of the house. I look through the rear window to a neighbor's house behind us. A light has caught my eye. I focus on that light, it appears to be a TV or something. It ends up being a computer monitor that is emitting a beautiful blue glow. I "zoom" in on this, and all of a sudden it is sitting on this long table in a library type room in the middle of the house.
I feel comfortable in this room. More comfortable than in any other room. It is warm and cozy. There are books from floor to ceiling, the computer monitor is sitting on the long table in the middle of the room (this was way before I ever considered getting a computer), and there is a very inviting couch with a large blanket on it at the back of the room to the right, drawing my attention. But as I walk toward the couch, I notice a doorway to the left of the back wall. This is where it starts to get freaky. I'd never heard offstage voices before in my dreams.
I hear these two male voices say, "He won't go through that door." Well me, not being one to turn down a dare (evidently even in a dream), decided to forego the nap for now and see what was in that room.
Well, it wasn't all that intimidating. In fact, upon crossing the threshold I remember thinking, "What's the big deal?" for it was only a dingy laundry room. There was an old chair to the left, and a washer and dryer to the right. It wasn't the nicest of rooms, but what was all the apprehension about?
Suddenly I hear the two male voices again (it's as if they're above me talking to each other), "He definitely won't go through THAT door!" I see this door at the back of the laundry room. I realize I'm at the back of the house, and through that door will be the back yard. Well, I thought, when I went through the first door it wasn't a big deal, so why should this be? Was I wrong...!
I felt apprehension as I approached the door, but I kept thinking, "What's the big deal?" I opened it, and gazed out upon a black void. All my instincts told me to not go out there. But I felt as if I'd be "turning down a dare", and the first time wasn't all that bad, so I stuck my head through the doorway. All of a sudden I felt this pull, something was pulling me into the dark void! I tried pulling back, with my arms braced on the door jam, but the pull was too strong! Just as suddenly I felt this entity of light behind me pull me back. I don't know if it was my higher self, the Holy Spirit, or exactly what, but I knew that divine intervention was required in order for me to get back in the room to safety.
I quickly walked into the library room where I felt warm and safe. I was really tired by now, and gladly plopped down on the couch and started to take a nap. As I closed my eyes I noticed a small chest (a dream pun...?) next to the couch. It was encrusted with jewels and gilded with gold. I knew this belonged to my former girlfriend, and was curious as to what was inside. It was if a voice inside my head said, "You have the key." I looked down at my chest and saw a small, flat "key card" that I knew fit the lock on the chest (yet this was way before I even knew what a "key card" was...!).
I figured I could lean up, insert the key card, open the chest and look inside before my girlfriend ever got home (even though we never lived together in real life), but it was risky. If she came in and caught me with her chest open, she would never trust me again, and I didn't want that to happen. Well, I risked it, and quickly but apprehensively opened the chest. All I saw at first was an empty darkness, but I didn't have a chance to look further insided because the front door opened (I knew it was my girlfriend). I started panicking, and figured I had two choices: I could either take the time to close the lid to the chest, lock it and remove the key, risking her finding me trying to look inside her personal chest, or just let the lid fall, leaving the key in it, and quickly lie back down and cover myself up and act as if nothing happened.
I chose the second one, and as I lay there pretending to sleep, she made her way to the doorway. As she stood in the doorway, she uttered a sigh of relief. Evidently she had been out shopping (very characteristic), searching for me for some time, and thought she wasn't going to find me again. When she saw me on the couch, she was so glad to see me, and to have finally found me.
That's where it ends.
Magis Amica Veritas
I would rather control myself, than someone else.
en courage (heart)
in spire (spirit)
en thuse (theos)
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Nice poem.