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I had this dream when I was visiting with a friend out of state, I'm moving in with them soon. Can anyone help me out with the meaning behind this one?
Thanks. -Manny Looking down I noticed I was in black dress clothes. I was in a funeral parlor, at the wake of a friend's mother(not a specific person, just implied "friend's mother). I was deep in thought, cries and talk all blurred together as background noise. I felt nothing. I walked through the door to the right of the deceased to find an exact copy of the room I'd been in, but this time it was my mother's funeral. Talking to myself in my head, my thoughts were loud, nothing else was defined. My aunt Lane walked over and was offering condolences and talking, but all I only just made out the word "ghost". She was introducing me to something it seemed like. Just as she was walking away, I felt some kind of presence moving around me and thought I heard wings flapping. The view switched in and out of third person, to show me a small imp-like creature about three feet tall, flying closely around me. It didn't seem threatening, I really had no reaction to it, aside from trying to place it. A lower middle-aged woman, approached(it was implied that she was someone I knew like a family friend, but really she wasn't anyone I've ever seen in waking life). She was a little shorter than me, with a medium Caucasian complexion and light auburn hair. Now thinking back she looked kind of similar to a few actresses, she was attractive. Not to thick or thin, she had a curvy build and wore a burgundy dress. She invited me to come to the store with her, I nodded. A middle-aged man came up from behind and invited himself. She led the way, we walked out the back door which led directly into a huge warehouse. The building was enormous, painted all in white and full of thousands of fishtanks on metal stands, all stacking up almost to the ceiling. She led us further and further in, we took a few turns, but every section was an exact replica of the last, except for the final area. In this section all the fishtanks were inhabited by fish and lit up. It was smaller compared to the other sections and not painted. A small square room was to the back, it was a shower room she told me, "I'll only be a minute" she said before slipping away inside. The guy who came along seemed like a bastard to me. He wore a gray tweed suit, over a dingy white shirt with a red tie. He had a short businessman style haircut, brown hair and a bushy mustache, exactly the length of his upper lip. He had a rough around the edges look about him, especially in the face, and his eyes looked tired and a little nervous. I thought he might have had a little to drink before coming here. I hated this guy. We smoke silently, a good distance apart. Water stops, a door opens. Turning to the door I see the woman walking out with a gold towel wrapped around her. It's just covering, what needs to be covered. I got up and walked towards a pile of large wooden crates, to the left of the shower room. She followed close behind me, so close that she bumped into me a few times, and eventually was pressed tightly against me when I stopped. I was getting aroused, trying hard to fight it but it was no use with her body pressed up against me like that. She leaned towards my left ear and in a quiet, mischievous voice teased me and basically was asking if I was getting excited. She leaned forward looking down and over my shoulder. Looking down myself, it seemed like my pants were shrinking, and it was very obvious what was going on. I was really embarrassed. The other guy laughed and said something stupid and the woman gave him a sharp cold look pointing him in the direction of the exit. "Get out", she said and he did. I sat on a crate opposite the one I was in front of and the woman went about taking off the towel and drying herself in front of me naked.End. |
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Your dream appears to have connections to a prison, to death, and with sexual and possibly religious or moralistic overtones and the degree of anger. There seems to be some unresolved issues to your life.
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Manny,
It sounds to me like this dream is about you coming to terms with your concept of women and the relationships that you have with them. You are bidding farewell to older women - mother figures (including your aunt)- and going to a new place with a new sort of woman - an attractive, seductive figure for whom you have sexual feelings. Your embarrassment seems to come not from the arousal itself, but that the arousal is recognized by the woman. The older male figure represents some aspect of your male psyche that you don't particularly like and that is impeding you from moving forward in romantic relationships with women. Try to clarify in your mind what the man's character is -is he being a prude, or does he appear lecherous? You mentioned his haircut and moustache - what kind of personality traits do you associate with a person who wears his hair like that or dresses in a similar fashion? whatever he may be, you need to figure him out and find a way to quell that aspect in yourself before you can be truly comfortable with women and before it seems thay can be completely comfortable with you. Hope that makes some sense. |
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First I want to say thanks Jennings & Quaerome98. I really didn't think anybody would respond to this one.
Quaerome98 Your interpretation really surprised me, I never considered 'women' as a theme in the dream. I did just move away from home, but I moved in with a male friend like a brother to me, so no women here for now. It's a little hard to swallow that the older man represents a form of myself. To sum him up, he seemed like a grimey burnt out alcoholic womanizer. Still a little snide with a holier than thou attitude. The kind of person who only acts right to get what they want. I can honestly say I don't posses any of these traits, or anything like them. If anything he would seem more like an opposite, or like so many people I see everyday. Thanks again, I feel like through reading your interpretations I have a little more to add to my own. I really appreciate it mana. - Manny |