Dreams tell us things our conscious life won’t.
And if we listen to what they’re telling us, we can learn
about the hidden side of ourselves, and in time, be comfortable in our own
skin.
Sigmund Freud breaks down a dream as “data taken in from the
day’s residue and if images are important enough to be incorporated in it they
must be reinforced by older, meaningful, affect-laden concerns.” (Yalom)
I have a recurring dream where I am lost in a house that’s falling
apart. The house is from my past. In the dream, I morph into myself as a boy. In
the dream I wander through the house, lost in a vaguely familiar world of long
ago.
I wake up with this sense of sadness and loss. My dad past
away a few months ago and it hit me; “I’m next.”
The dilapidated house in my dream represents a past that is
long gone. It represents the aging
process. I’m not as vigorous as I once was. I’m falling apart.
Dreams peel away the masks we wear in public and come very
close to our true self. They reveal the hidden and ultimate concerns we grapple
with daily.
An ultimate concern that lurks just below the surface is ‘ones
impending death,’ which I believe my dream reflects. One day I will die. And in
100 years I may be a footnote in some family member’s ancestery.com.
Life, like time goes on; with or without me. Like the house
that is falling apart in my dream, all things fade. I can no longer hang on to
a past that is no more.
My dream is helping me move on. And live out the remaining days
accepting myself as I am now; being comfortable in my own skin.
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