Archive for March, 2010

My Dreams – Back to school

Posted in My Dreams with tags , , , , on 29 March 2010 by MegZaZ

Last night I dreamt that I was taking part in some kind of work experience in a primary school. I can remember very little about the dream – mainly snapshots of the classroom. I remember the distinct feeling of being like a child myself in the dream despite being there in an adult capacity. I was intimidated by the teachers and felt underqualified and, I think, somehow ashamed as they looked at me.

Towards the end of the dream my sister was about to put herself into a similar situation as a helper at the school. I remember driving her to there and giving her advice.

Next I remember a fire drill. I have visions of the interior of the school although at this point I am watching my sister. The children rush to doors all throughout the school. I remember watching them as though they were uncaged animals and everyone seemed unable to guide them towards a safe exit.

I remember nothing else.

There are many mirrors of reality in this dream. Firstly, I am currently applying to volunteer as a student helper in nearby schools. I think the negative feelings of shame and particularly that of being underqualified are a portrayal of my worries about my future career – that I wont be good enough to become a lecturer etc. I feel that my sister appearing in the dream is particularly appropriate because she is in the process of following in my footsteps at university to study Mathematics. I do remember a particular regret about her choosing to follow my path into the school throughout the dream, and this mirrors my fear of her following my choices at university, school and so on.

My Dreams – The Recital

Posted in My Dreams with tags , , , , on 28 March 2010 by MegZaZ

Had a dream that I was in the audience of some performance. Two of my friends from high school were there and they both seemed to be related to the little kids in a choir. The choir were a shambles, couldn’t position themselves, didn’t know when to start singing and then ran off half way through the performance. Some people sitting around me were saying that my two friends were cheating because they were secretly singing along and trying to make the choir sound better.

Eventually everyone left middway through the performance and moved into a large kitchen and dining room which seemed to be directly behind and adjoined to the room of the performance. The two older girls had now moved to lie down behind the curtains continuing to sing the childrens parts.

The dream ends as we’re leaving the house and I remember walking with a friend from university who tells me suddenly that he is the son of the priest and is in fact a priest himself. I remember thinking about how I could compare him to another girl that I used to go to school with and laugh about it with my friends.

The two friends that appeared in the earlier part of the dream were friends at high school and had both a bit of a reputation for being attention seekers. One of them in particular was a girl that I really didn’t get on with. I think that explains their portrayal as cheaters in the dream.

Dreams – The Archers

Posted in My Dreams on 21 March 2010 by MegZaZ

It seemed to be like a war game. At first I think I was just observing but towards the end I joined in as me, my boyfriend and some of his friends defended a medieval landscape. All around us archers were appearing and starting to destroy the place. It seemed to be our job to kill them while making our way to certain locations within the city. As more and more of them appeared a mist decended making it more and more difficult to find where we were going. On our last attempt the place became surrounded in mist with archers appearing all around us. Finally a large word appeared (I can’t remember exactly what it was) signalling our defeat, as in a game.

The dream I expect came partially from a memory of my boyfriend playing some kind of war strategy earlier in the day. Despite appearing as a game in some parts of the dream especially at the final scene, it seemed as if we were really walking through the city. I don’t remember killing any of the archers myself though I do remember knowing that the others were and that this was our goal.

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