Dream 1
I am in a dark cathedral-type setting with lit sconces and lots of
shadows. This is obviously some type of ceremony. I am walking into an alcove
completely naked except for a dark blue or black velvet cape that drapes to the
floor. I have long dark flowing hair, milky white unblemished skin and I am
thin and tall. I am holding a velvet pillow with something balanced on it (a
tiara, bracelet?). As I walk into the alcove I see 5 or 6 attendants in a
semi-circle waiting for me. I hand my pillow to one of them and take off the
cape. Then suddenly above me appears what looks like a shower head. It’s
understood that I’m supposed to use the shower but before I can, someone shouts
‘stop.’ One of the attendants who is apparently in charge of watching the
others notices that one of them has looked at me. They are all supposed to
avert their eyes as I walk in and can only look at me once I am in ‘the
shower.’ This means that I have to exit and enter all over again, so I do but I
wake up before I shower.
Dream 2
I am at a Business and Professional Women’s Club meeting. I am not a current member but I have heard that the group meets there so I show up. I hang back and listen carefully to their plans which include working with the elderly. I finally speak up to say that I appreciate their work since so many projects in similar groups benefit young mothers and their children with few projects done for the elderly. They stare at me as if to say, who asked you? I try to explain that I used to be the President of a local BPW chapter so I have some experience with project planning but every time I start to talk, one of them interrupts me and talks over me. It feels very aggressive and uncomfortable. When they are silent for a while, I start to talk very quickly about my experience and how I think I could help their club if they allow me to join. They stare at me and fire off a round of questions which I answer. Then one of them looks at me and says, ‘you think you’re perfect don’t you?’ I stumble through an answer and wake up.
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