posted February 03, 2007 04:23 PM         

Again, all my close family. My parents, grandparents, aunt and uncle, my brother, sister and cousins. All the ones who were present in my childhood.

A flat. Dark night outside. Four rooms. I was in one of them with my brother and my cousin. I was about 17 or 18... Consequently my brother was around 10 and my cousin around 11... I was in charge of them...

Then someone started to bang on the windows. Dark men. Shadows. The children got scared. It was very noisy, banging on the windows. I tried to pull down the shutters, I managed to close a pair but then one window banged open and I saw one man trying o get in. I grabbed both kids and ran out of the room, closed the door behind, locked it...

I ran towards the bedrooms were the adults slept shouting. We had to get out as quickly as posible... The rest of the rooms were at the back of the house, only ours was at the front. I got everybody out of bed and ran to the front door...

Right when I got there, my bedroom door slammed open. An evil man tried to grab my brother buy I snatched him from his arm, pulling him hard against my chest...

The rest of my family was doing nothing... I had to choose, my cousin or my brother, it took only a split second... And they grabbed her. I was terrified, holding my brother tight while everybody looked at me with blame in their eyes. It was my fault, I was supposed to take care of both of them...

Some men pushed her into my bedroom, locked her in... One of them said "Nobody is going anywhere now. If you want her back, you all will stay here". We were trapped.

Why did I save the boy and not the girl? It's again the girl in danger... Curiously my brother and that cousin are the two people who mean the most for me in my family... I had to choose??? Protecting my brother was more than an instinct, fo a second I didn't even remember my cousin was there...

posted February 03, 2007 11:53 PM         

I remember when my family and I lived in my old house. One day my cousins slept over and she bought her son who was a toddler at the time.

Our alarm went off at 5:30am!

me and my mom ran down right away. Someone had actually gotten it.

I'd hate to think what would have happened if we didn't have an alarm.

That's why he ran off.

Later on in the day I investigated and found hugeeeee man boot prints on the soil in the back yard.

posted February 11, 2007 01:34 PM         

This dream seems to reflect feelings of failure and guilt due to a sense of failed responsibility, or perhaps anxiety stemming from childhood stress/pressure. These feelings and whatever experience is tied to them are represented by the "dark men/shadows". They symbolize shadow aspects of self, unrecognized/unacknowledged parts of yourself and/or your experience, and this energy/material is beginning to get your attention (banging on windows), attempting to enter your awareness (enter window).

The little girl is also an aspect of self, which we have discussed before, and so the dream reflects the conflict that exists within you, the battle between the shadow parts of your past experience and those parts of you which were/are effected by it.

What is it about your past that you feel guilty about?