posted October 19, 2002 01:04 PM         

in color

i dreamt i had some sort of blemish on my arm..i showed my husband and he said "it's nothing, just a blemish leave it alone" i told him it hurt and i needed to scratch it or pop it or something..he kept telling me to leave it alone, but i wouldn't listen...i began messing with it, and it looked like a pimple actually...i began to squeeze it because it hurt alot..and this yellow stuff started coming out...but it was a huge glob of stuff, in a huge mass...i held this yellow mass in my hand and it was the size of my palm, i turned to my husband and told him i needed to go to the doctor because i had just removed a tumor from my arm...i knew it was a tumor of some sort..

then, i dreamt that i was in a house we used to live in, when i was a kid...it was dark outside, and i was going from room to room..someone with dark curly hair was laying face down in one of the bedrooms, like a nursery i think..i think there was a baby bed in it..anyway, i knew this person was dead...and all of a sudden i realized that the killer could still be in the house...
i ran out of the house across the street but the people there wouldn't let me in their house..they told me i was crazy, that noone lived there..i kept insisting someone was dead in a room, but they laughed at me and wouldn't listen...

i woke in a sweat..weird..anyone would like to interpret please do..

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When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall, always.

- Mahatma Gandhi

posted October 19, 2002 03:39 PM         

The second dream: Something has died in your relationship and you're afraid more will die. But I guess the relationship seems ok on the surface since no one believes you when you insists that parts that were alive before has died. The part that died has probably a connection to your childhood/youth - maybe it's just the death of your innocent ideas...

It seems to me that both dreams symbolize that you feel there is a problem in your relationship, but that people around you don't even want to discuss it...

posted October 19, 2002 04:14 PM           

The song is called "Fantastic Dream"
These are all the lyrics

posted October 22, 2002 01:43 PM         

There is some old thought pattern established when you were young (old childhood house) that still hides within your subconscious. This aspect is difficult to face (face down) and creates a great deal of fear from a very basic level of your psychology. It could be this fear or aspect is affecting your life/relationship. It is probably symbolized by the tumor in the first dream - do you remember which arm? Right or left? This could indicate something of its basic nature.

Peace to you, Bernadette.

posted October 22, 2002 04:25 PM         

as I absorb these interpretations, let me say that as a matter of fact, yes, I do remember the arm..it was my right arm. I am left handed mostly, but am somewhat amidextrious...but yes, it was my right arm..it was the nastiest glob of yellow stuff i've ever seen...

and let me share this, i've held this back for a while out of fear of someone taking this out of context and using it against me here in some fashion, but my marriage has been experiencing some very deep problems, and we are currently in counseling both together and separately...and oddly/ironically/fate my own therapist has asked me to look deep within my psyche for a link to the great fear that i have of being abandoned, hence some of the reasoning behind putting up with my husband and his wrong doings...

ironic Ra, that you mention this fear...I know you don't have any credentials or a paper that says "i can interpret dreams" per se, but you certainly have a very very special gift Ra...and I am so thankful for you sharing your gift with me...

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When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall, always.

- Mahatma Gandhi