Monday, December 8, 2008
Dream Drama
My spouse has been advocating that I enter psychotherapy for several years now. To be clear, not to study the field, but to be a patient in it. I admit I have some issues, but I am working them out through avoidance right now (and the occasional alcohol misuse). Maybe once I have some other things fixed in my life, I will again explore the benefits of therapy. Anyway, one of the triggers for me hearing about how I need psychotherapy is when I relay one of my dreams to him. I have some pretty out there dreams that a Jungian or Freudian therapist could have some real fun with. Case in point: last night's dream. I was death. In my dream, I was the official ender of life. I was hunting down two women (no one I actually knew). These were magical women by the way - think fairies or elvin people. I recall grabbing their souls, but not actually killing them. They were marked for death without being dead. I let them continue to live out of the goodness of my heart. Only not really. They had escaped me and I found them both in Australia working as maids at a resort. Their one joy was sunning themselves on the beach during their off time. I let them go to continue to enjoy the simple things in their menial lives. So, psychotherapy..... any recommendations out there?
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