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“Dream Momma, One morning I had a dream about Phelps in the pool with Obama and they were eating smoked turkey.” (sic)

Dream Momma understands why they were together in a pool “swimming” in the limelight. They have a lot on common.

For example, in no particular order:

They are both winners.

They broke records.

They are both known to be very focused.

They are top competitors.

Both wrote memoirs.

They were two of GQ’s Men of the Year and graced the GQ magazine cover together (along with Jon Hamm and DiCaprio).

Both came from broken homes and were raised by single moms.

They were selected by Barbara Walters as two of the top ten most fascinating individuals in 2008.

It was rumored that Phelps would be Obama’s running mate.

Almost hosted SNL together (Obama had to cancel because of Hurricane Ike (guest appearance).

They are both described as “incredibly invested” in the people they care about.

Dream Momma suspects that once one gets the full glare of the media, one must eat a lot of smoked turkey. Read the rest of this entry »

“Hi!  I live in Tampa. A while ago, I dreamt that I was getting married. Everything seemed to be normal at the wedding, until I looked at a picture that someone had taken. My gown was black, as were my bridesmaids. The whole male wedding party was also wearing nothing but black! I’m only 14 years old, don’t have a boyfriend, and definitely DON’T want to be married. Can you tell me what this means?” (sic)

It’s interesting that at an age when young girls fantasize about boys, weddings, marriage, etc., you are sooo adamant that you DON’T want to get married.  What’s up with that?

I’ll tell you. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I had dream while I was away from my family studying in Norway, I was at my brother’s house up where it was behind the hospital. My brother and I were watching TV, and these people came to the door. Just as there are people who stop you when you are in your car and start washing your windows and then demand money, these people, like young kids, various ages, came to the door and started doing lawn care and landscaping. I knew they were going to charge us for it afterwards, and I didn’t want to be taken advantage of. They were immigrants, so I started yelling gibberish at them so they would stop. They got mad because they knew I was making fun of their English skills, but they got back into their big van/suburban, and drove off. As I sat back on the sofa, I saw a flash from the car, and I knew they had shot a gun, and I felt the hot metal entering my skull. As I collapsed, I told my brother, tell mom and dad I love them. So mellow dramatic. then I woke up.” (sic)

This dream is about a split psyche based on the guilt you feel for leaving your family. Read the rest of this entry »

“Hi Dream Momma, I like your blog and was hoping you can help me as I think about this dream a lot. In the dream, I went with my family to visit my first love (of nearly a decade ago). I went in the house, and it was empty. Saw some things of his, then he appeared. We talked a little, all politely, openly, heart-achily. He wasn’t happy in his life, then his sister came in the room. She was really sweet, and was also stuck in a less than desirable situation. My current love joined us in the room and convo, and we ended up sitting and hugging all together, knowing that the shit was over, and we would help each other escape into happiness back in Atlanta. It was amazingly emotional.” (sic)

Dream Momma likes this healing dream. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, A reoccurring dream I had as a child was that I was riding in a van (sitting on the floor) with Punky Brewster and the black guy on the
 show. It was a hula-hoop van, don’t ask. We stopped at this bank, and the driver tried to catch me with a hula-hoop as I got out, he was trying to keep me from going and stopping a crime. Punky and dude and I went and hid behind a bush, and these three bank robbers were walking from the bank all pink panther like. Their faces were like those you see on neighborhood crime watch signs. Then I woke up.” (sic)

Hmmm. Dream Momma will help you. Vans, unlike let’s say, a sports car, are symbols of two things. One is work and the other is a group of people. Sitting on the floor of a van indicates your status in the family or at work. Perhaps you were the youngest or in now-time at work, the newest hire.

For other readers out there, if, in a dream, you are in a car, pay attention to the type of car. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I am a 45-year-old, married, black female professional living in Tampa. I have been having an online “affair,” if you will call it that, for 3 years with a white man. My husband, who is also a professional, travels a lot with his job. I have met my online lover, and although we have shared embraces, we have not shared a bed.

This dream begins with me on my bed and my husband in the sitting room that is off our bedroom. There is a curtain there, so I cannot actually see him but I hear him as he moves about. He is watching TV. My lover enters my bedroom wearing just a long tee shirt and crawls onto the bed with me. I am not surprised to see him; it is as if he does this often. He snuggles up behind me and is very amorous. I am watching the crack in the curtain. I suggest that we go to another room.

We go the bathroom that is just beyond my laundry room. There is a cot set up for him. He apparently stays here often. But the washer has been moved into the bathroom and I am concerned that my husband will come into this room to tend to the washer. So I am emptying the washer and taking clothes from the toilet(?) that appear to be clean. I am trying frantically to stay ahead of my husband in thought.

I hear him come into the laundry room and he is doing something with the dryer. My lover is starting to say something and I am signaling him not to talk but he continues to whisper. My husband is close enough that I could touch him if there were no wall and I am almost crazed that I can’t seem to make my lover understand that he should not talk AT ALL.

He finally makes me understand that he has left his belt out in the house somewhere. He thinks maybe my bedroom, and he is not sure where his pants are. My head is about spin off as I try to imagine where he might have left his things and if I can get to them before my husband sees them – as they are not the same body types and do not share a sense of style. Help me understand this dream please.” (sic)

Dream Momma will try. The first thing that is of significance is the fact that whenever your husband appears in the dream there is something concrete between you (a curtain, a wall). That is important. It means there IS something between you in real, waking, life that is interfering with marital intimacy (and Dream Momma doesn’t mean just sex). Read the rest of this entry »

“Last night I dreamt of shelves of plaster molds of Ghost heads. I was near a shelf full of glowing heads, (just casts) and then we’d meet a ghost, he would show is to the grave, we’d pull out the body, make a plaster cast of the head, and return the body to the ground. The plaster cast would go on the shelf with the others, and begin to glow. JRA” (sic)

Hmmm. Could Halloween be near? Or, do you have a lot of shadow thoughts you ruminate over on a regular basis?  Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I’m a senior at a college in Tampa. We check out your blog once in a while so I thought I would write. In my dream I was taking a really hard test but i showed up late. No one seemed to care. Just about everyone was finished and walking out of this very casual class room which reminded me more of a lounge then anything. I hadn’t even started this huge booklet which contained all the tests to all my classes. All of a sudden this unknown guy shows up and starts spitting out the answers which I didn’t want to get in trouble for listening to. Then it faded out…” (sic)

This dream symbolizes both your casual attitude and your confidence about your education. Dream Momma deduces that you are Read the rest of this entry »

“Well, I’ll start of with the basics you’ll need to know to understand how this is so confusing to me. All my life i’ve constantly been told by girls “i only like you as a friend” There this girl in real life who i really like, but we’re just friends, best friends to be exact, and i’m totally fine with that. In fact, i am great with it because relationships often die out but friendships don’t. She is in my dreams almost every night, but last night, “she was in my dream but only in the background a couple of times and we spoke a little bit. The strangest part is now, there was this girl in my dream (who i don’t know in real life, she was obviously made up in my dreamland) who is completely not my type in looks and personality. But for some reason i started to like her, a lot, and just as i was getting the courage up to ask her on a date, she makes it very clear that we’re just friends. Not only that, but one of my childhood friends who i am still currently friends with also liked her but she also only liked him as a friend too, but i was willing to go behind his back to go on a date with the girl who we both liked (and i wouldn’t do that in real life, i’m not that kind of guy)” (sic)

Dream Momma likes this dream because it is such a good example of the sexual shadow at work. Read the rest of this entry »

“’m a guy who lives in Tampa. I don’t remember my dreams often, but I had one a few weeks ago that was rather disturbing It was 2012 and I found myself voting for Richard Nixon, who had somehow gotten his name on the ballot again, instead of voting for Obama like I wanted to. Very strange. I hope it doesn’t mean I’m a closet Republican or something.

Let’s see, when I think of Richard Nixon, I suppose I think of dishonesty, an inflamed ego, and a bit of paranoia. I watched “Frost/Nixon” a few weeks ago so he may have been fresh in my mind from that The name Richard doesn’t really mean anything to me.

A friend of mine said he was going to nominate me as president in 2012  I was going to run as the Bull Moose Party, but I decided against it. I wouldn’t want to take away any votes from Obama.” (sic)

Dream Momma just loves this dream. It is so easy to connect the dots I’m surprised you haven’t done so. I suspect it’s because you are a closet something but not a Republican. You, my prime-of-life dreamer, are a closet hot-for-Sarah-Palin. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I dream I was climbing a mountain. I was pushing my son up it and just when I reached the top a car blocked me the headlights blinded me and a guy steps out reaches his arm out to help me and falls off the mountain. Now I’m saying I’m stuck, I can’t get around the car and another man appears from no where pulls my son up and I climb the rest of the way myself.” (sic)

It’s tough being a single parent, especially if you have a son who needs a role model. That’s what this dream is about. It’s about the struggle, the climb up the proverbial mountain, that all single moms face. You’re blinded in the dream because you were blinded by the man who fathered your son. The man who falls off the mountain (fails) in his attempt to be a decent father.

You feel stuck in life. Stuck raising a son on your own. Now this dream can go a number of ways at this point. Read the rest of this entry »

“Hello Dream Momma!

I saw your video from the St. Petersburg short film festival on http://www.roblimo.com/ and a dream that I had in the wee hours of Saturday came to mind. I was starting a job at a company I worked for 25 years ago, and only one person was still there (she would be close to 70 now and I haven’t had any contact with her in probably 20+ years). A gentleman in a suit, carrying a large bouquet of flowers (fall colors, I remember distinctly with no roses) had a single red rose in his other hand, which he gave to me and said welcome back. I knew this person wasn’t an employee, however I did thank him and call him by his name…Morley Safer. “Thank you, Morley!”

I normally don’t have dreams stick in my mind but this one was way far out there to say the least. Any clues as to what it might mean?” (sic)

I sure do! It’s a wonderful, affirming dream. Your unconscious, via your dream guide, is Read the rest of this entry »

“I’m from Tampa Bay area. I read your blog. For a couple of nights now I have been having a recurring dream. I keep seeing a line of cockroaches crawling on the floor and I kill them. What exactly does this means?” (sic)

If you think of the cockroach as a symbol you can begin to make some connections for yourself. Here’s one: I worked with a guy that dreamed of cockroaches all the time. He dreamed they were coming out of his pores. Well, when we began to look at connections he admitted to smoking pot.  For the unenlightened reader (and perhaps yourself) the very small end of a joint (marijuana cigarette) is called a roach. As we talked more about it he admitted he smoked a lot of pot. He smoked so much pot he had become a pothead. His dream was a warning get-a-clue dream.

Archetypally, a cockroach is a symbol of dirt and filth. It also represents the insect version of a rat and is tied to abandonment (i.e. rats leaving a sinking ship). It is believed that cockroaches and rats will inherit the earth; they are that indestructible as a species. Sometimes in dreams words need to be separated, so cockroach becomes cock and roach. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I wanted to send you this dream to give you a smile. My husband told me yesterday morning that he had dreamed of a big stone foot that was possessed – and it was forced to tap-dance all over the place. He has just taken up a part-time corporate contract after being on sabbatical (to complete his Master of Commerce in Wine Management, his passion) in order to get some income to fund the set up of his new wine business. I’m not sure exactly how his situation connects to the dream symbol but my intuition says that it certainly does!”

Yikes! I’m not even smirking, much less smiling, and I fear you won’t be either when I tell you what I believe his dream means. Now, I usually don’t touch a dream sent by someone other than the dreamer, but my keen intuition tells me to make an exception here. I suspect it’s because you, the observer, are cloaking your fears in this pseudo-give-you-a-smile way. Why would you want Dream Momma to smile? I suspect deep down you don’t. What you want is for Dream Momma to soothe your fears and make you smile. Wish I could but that (playing mind games) is not my style. So, are you ready? If not, click delete … or steel yourself for a bitter pill. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dear Dream Momma, I have been a member of a dream analyses group for 10 years and I am half Norwegian, my mother being completely Norwegian and with many relatives in Norway currently. Here is my dream:

I dreamt my mother and I were together and we met my father, who appeared to be with a younger woman. At first my inner reaction (towards the woman) was defensive and “who are you”? As the dream progresses I realize she is some kind of companion/friend/ soulmate.

We are invited (mom and I) and we go with them to this place, like some magnificent hotel, far, far away from anything (not earthly or earthbound). It has a golden/glow/light to it. As we enter, so do others and they all seem beautiful, happy, laughing, serene, at peace. This man seems to be Dad, (but more evolved, “together”, comfortable in his skin). There was talk of what we would be eating….beef vs fish. He said it would be fish. It was understood we would leave and come back later for dinner as they the others would rest or take some sort of break. It did not make sense to me to leave as it was so far away…..and then to come back for dinner?

My mother and I drove away in a car, it was invisible, but a convertible. wind was blowing through our hair. it wasn’t like driving a car, it was like flying or moving through space and there was an ethereal feeling. Thank you.” (sic)

I’d like to remind you and my readers about a big-time rule in dream interpretation. Rule number one is: Don’t literalize the dream. This rule seriously applies to this dream. So, if we follow that rule, what have we got?   Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I’m a young woman from Tampa. My dad died a little over a year ago. The other night I dreamed he gave me a key. The key was fancy and old. It was gold or gold metal. I read your blogs a lot so I know the key is probably a symbol, but still wanted some input from you.”

Thank you for following my blog and yes, you are correct: The key is a symbol. Now, the cool thing about dream symbols is that they are very specific in their own way. For example, ask yourself why he didn’t give you a different type of key; a modern one or a pink one with little dots on it?  This particular key is about your Read the rest of this entry »

“ Dream Momma, I dreamt I got a phone call from an old boyfriend (my first if ya know what I mean) from 27 years ago. The phone call went something like this – he says ” sorry. I. have not called. in.. a while….somebody……hurt me.” long pauses in the phone conversations and the “hurt me” was evil & drawn out…..I had fear. when I woke up my hand was in a position to have held a cell phone and it was locked like that for awhile. the weird thing is I was young – I never loved the guy & he never loved me (we just had sex for several months), so it was no great significance or loss when it was over. I cannot believe my subconscious would send me info from a casual affair when I have two men in my life (long term love relationships) that are more prominent & more recent. Even in my dream I was confused as to why this guy would be calling me. REally it was nothing special in real life.” (sic)

Dream Momma just loves those unconscious typos (“REally”).  Talk about denial of a tremendously significant passage in a young woman’s life. REALLY! So what’s up with that? Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I dreamed I was pregnant (which in real life I am) and that my husbands best friend entered my room and started kissing my neck and I was going along with it. He then took off my clothes and his own clothes and showed me his big penis. I then told him to put on a condom because in my dream I was still aware I was pregnant. So we had sex (missionary style), which is not recommended to do while pregnant, but in my dream I let him because he wasn’t putting any pressure on my stomach like in real life my husband does. So while we were having sex, all I was thinking about was how I had just took my revenge that I was plotting against my husband and put it to action. We then finished and even though I did it to get back at my husband I begged him not to tell him. Still in my dream but later on that day we were all at the house and my husbands best friend was also there, but I felt so guilty. Even though I felt guilty I still wanted to do it again.” (sic)

Yikes, this is not good. Dream Momma wants to know why the hell you ever agreed to get pregnant? Or did you? Read the rest of this entry »

“I live in St. Petersburg, in my dream i was sleeping and i suddenly wake up and look out  the window. my ex boyfriend is sitting with a girl next to a pool. all i could see is the back of my head and my ex and the new girl. my ex looks up and gives me the goofiest smile and starts waving, i give him the finger. next thing i know he’s climbing up the side of my house, and i help him climb through the window and into my room. he stands on my bed and he starts talking to me. next thing my dream switches to me in a room with my mom and i am slowly getting a belly, and i realize that i am pregnant. i’m confused why nobody is freaking out except me, and when i go to touch my belly half of it deflates and it becomes see through, and inside there is a snake growing inside of me. i start freaking out and my mom tells me that this happens to everybody when theyre pregnant. i got to school the next day and no one seems to notice that i am pregnant. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?” (sic)

You’ve had a heavy dream, dark and rich with hidden family myths that you are intuitive enough to sniff out.  It means that in your family belief system, sex is related to betrayal. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, In my dream I was in the middle of 4th grade and we moved because my father got a job offer with this other company. Even though I was sad about leaving my kindergarten friends and classmates behind I knew in the dream it was supposed to happen. My parents found the house we’re living at now. Suddenly I’m in 5^th grade. In 5th grade all the 5th grade classes did a little act in the talent show. There was this guy who did a little rap and he had two friends who did a little dance behind him while he did it. I have no clue about the song or what he said to this day. I’m not a fan of rap. One of the guys who was doing the dance I was very drawn to. Being in 5th grade in the dream I didn’t think much of it just that I was physically attracted to him.” (sic)

On a purely symbolic level your dream is about sexual identity or, more specifically, Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, keep having the same kind of dream the past 3 nights. i have been with my boyfriend for a year and a half and i keep having dreams that he is going to break up with me sooner or later. Our relationship hasn’t always been perfect, but we have been through a lot and are still together. If i keep dreaming that, is it going to come true?” (sic)

You have had a series of prophetic, warning, dreams and yes, he will break up with you unless you deal with the relationship now.

You’re lucky, the upside to a prophetic dream is that it Read the rest of this entry »

“Dear Dream Momma, I have a big crush on this guy I know. In my dream last night he said hi and seemed really happy to see me and his face and eyes glowed with this happy warmth. I said hi and I could feel inside I was screaming with excitement but wanted to play it cool. We went to this wooded picnic table and sat down on the same seat. I noticed I was a little close to him so I scooted over some closer to the edge on the left but he scooted closer to me. He asked me how I was and I could feel myself blush. I said I was okay and asked him. He said how he was doing okay but he felt bad cause he took some time off of college because his wife and daughter were very sick and he wanted to take care of them and spend time with them. I remember feeling like I was going to cry and I could feel all his love and concern for the wife and daughter and I remember seeing a gold wedding ring on his finger. The weird thing is in real life he’s single and he has a few degrees from university and has a well established job he’s been working at for a few years now. Why is he married in the dream?”

The short answer is, because he is married. Married to something else, and I suspect it’s Read the rest of this entry »

“I dreamt that I was working at my old job (the one I had before my current one) and that I kept trying to escape but someone kept catching me and bringing me back.  I finally had the smart idea to open and shut one door as though I had gone into that room but instead kept going down the hall and snuck out a different way.  It worked — the person who had been catching me fell for my trick and went in the wrong room looking for me.

At first, I was very happy to be free and felt a lot of joy.  But slowly it started dawning on me that I was a criminal – that I had illegally left.  Eventually I started to feel a lot of guilt over this and realized I didn’t want to live my life “on the run.”  I also learned that my employer had gotten a search warrant for my home to try and track me down – that made me realize even more the seriousness of what I had done.  So I hired an attorney to turn myself in which just required reporting back to work.

People were upset with me.  In the last scene of the dream I went over to something I had written on the wall before I left.  I had intended to write “I’m out of here!” and had relished the thought of people reading that and realizing that I had escaped.  When I looked at it upon my return to the office I noticed I had mistakenly written “I’m out out here.”  So my slap in the face to my co-workers had been completely unclear and nobody knew what it meant.  I felt very disappointed about that and then I woke up.”

Dream Momma wants to use your dream to help you and others understand their inner trickster.   Read the rest of this entry »

“I was surrounded by a bunch of people I used to work with at the Chicago Mercantile Exchange.  The dream felt pretty benign; more thoughtful than interactive.  I considered each person & what my relationship with them had been like.  There were at least one or two significant people missing.  I didn’t really talk with them at all in the dream.  I was more accepting of them, viewed them objectively, than when we worked together.  It was in muted color, if that matters.  I think I felt some surprise at how peaceful the gathering was, considering the environment we all moved in when we were known to one another.  Some of these folks really disliked me & visa versa, but in this dream there was no animosity.  Actually, it was very clinical – there was no feeling one way or another among the ’subjects.’  I felt comfortable, but other than that, I don’t recall any other emotions.”

Here is the most important part of your ho-hum dream: muted colors. “There were at least one or two significant people missing.” Dream Momma suggests that those significant dream people represent your true feelings; the feelings you are, for some insane reason, blocking off.  Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I always wake up feeling guilty and covered in sweat but cannot remember dreaming. What’s up with that?”

So, you’ve had a dream that soaked your pillow, woke you up.   Bothered you all the next day too.  “What the hell?”  you chewed. Well the hell is you’ve had a “big” dream, one like legendary dream analyst Carl Jung had as a kid.  In Jung’s dream, he was shitting on a church.  Tough dream, daytime nightmare really, for a kid whose dad was a minister.  Oh, the guilt and shame.

Guilt and shame are what a lot of cold sweat dreaming leaves us with.  Dream-cheated on your girlfriend with her mother (who has “lifted” her age backwards and looks kinda, sorta hot?)  Shame on you!  Or, you dream-stole from  the kids little league team you help coach?  What’s that about?  You’re an honest guy.  Or, gulp, imagine dreaming of seducing the kid you’re baby sitting.  Lots of guilt and shame there too.

Relax, it’s not what it appears to be. Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma,

“Okay, so I am dating this girl which I am a female…and I’ve also dated her cousin. Who is a guy. He calls and talks to her but asks for me at first. Is it to hear my voice?…now I’ve let go of him other than as a friends because of dating his cousin. But I still have dreams about him, our relationship ended bad. And my dreams are always about him apologizing and saying he screwed up for ever leaving me and he begs me to take him back well in my dream I always take him back…and we end up having sex. My dream feels so real…what do I do about this…what could it mean I should do?”

So, as I understand it, you were sexually involved with cousins, one female, and one male.  You are a female. Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma,
I was in my car waiting in line at a gas station. When it was my turn to put gas in my car the pump was dry. I was furious all of the other drivers got gas and I didn’t.

Dear Gas Station Dreamer,
Did you know that the booze we all swill down with reckless abandon and the gas we all pump into our cars non-stop share a common chemical?  Reading your dream conjured up an image of a guy sucking on the end of a gas pump line. I pay attention to my images; they’re my buddies and usually spot on.  I tell you this because I think you’re a drunk being challenged not to drink.

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Dream Momma,

A dream that keeps repeating, from time to time, is buying a huge old house that is run down, and fixing it up, or traveling through cities in unknown areas and buying homes that are run down for a great price.

I’m going to get pure Jungian here. That means I am going to look at this dream as if everything in it is symbolic of the dreamer. In other words, his psyche is the old house and his quest for old houses that are run down (for a great price) is how this dreamer engages in unconscious wish fulfillment.

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Dream Momma,

I dreamed I was pregnant and not happy about it. In the dream I was a virgin and wondered how could this happen to me? People from all over, some from my past, were happy and congratulating me. My old boyfriend was there smirking. The dream was so strong I woke up wondering if I am pregnant. In real life my boyfriend and I do have sex so I’m not a virgin and we both are too young to get married. Sometimes I wonder what I would do if I did get pregnant?”

Find out what it all means after the break:

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Dream Momma,

I woke up after a dream about Manjushri. I only remember that I awoke not happy he carries a big sword.

First I’d like to enlighten the readers as to what and who Manjushri is so my interpretation makes sense.

Manjushri is seen as an emanating enlightened being in the Buddhist tradition. He is associated with wisdom, doctrine and awareness. He is also the meditation deity who embodies enlightened wisdom.

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Dream Momma,

I dreamed I was driving a car in the neighborhood where I was born and saw a helicopter parked in the driveway two houses from ours. When I drove closer to show it to the person in my car I knocked off a small propeller, made of wood, about twelve inches long. I noticed the other side of the propeller was completely broken off.  I picked the broken piece up and went to a store hoping to find a replacement.  Lots of large things were in my way as I drove around the helicopter to get to the store. I didn’t hit anything but driving in that place and the dream were both very weird to me. What do you think?

Find out what it all means after the break: Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma,

Had a dream of a small baby and also being in some place where small snakes kept crawling inside my clothing. A very bad feeling.  My sister or someone was trying to pull them out.

See what it means after the break: Read the rest of this entry »

I’m 27. I dreamed I was attracted to my niece (12yo) and made sexual advances towards her.  She didn’t look anything like my niece but somehow I knew it was her. In the dream she was tall, thin, with red hair and golden-brown skin.  She was wearing a thin white, filmy dress that covered her from her neck to her feet that I could almost see through.  I wanted her, this kid who in real life is short, pudgy and plain – no way!  I woke up with a hard on. I’m supposed to go to my brother’s on Labor Day and now I don’t want to. I’m afraid of how I’ll react when I see my niece. That’s a real bummer for me. Can you help me? Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma, I’m going nuts with this dream. I dream a phone is ringing. It keeps ringing and ringing. It won’t stop ringing and no one answers it. That’s it. That’s the whole dream. I don’t even want to go to bed anymore. Help!

Find out what Dream Momma advises after the break: Read the rest of this entry »

“Hi dream momma. I’ve had the exact same dream twice. I don’t really do much during the dream, but it is so vivid that i had to post it. So it starts off with me and my friend Alex in Miami. We quickly board a plane to Chicago,  and when we land I notice from the window that the airport and city does not look like Chicago (I’ve been there before). Instead it looks like a remote airstrip in the Pacific Northwest. Soon we meet a middle-aged dude (I forgot his name) and he explains that he has work for us. We ride in the back of his truck through a sinuous two-track dirt road through redwood-type trees for what seems like forever. We finally arrive at a warehouse complex in the middle of a temperate rain forest. It is snowing but all the vegetation is verdant and green. I change into winter clothes and soon I am doing menial tasks like screwing nails into the wall, climbing a ladder, and painting. Then I wake up … very confusing. However, I had almost this exact same dream a week ago, same place, Chicago, airstrip, same tasks, and warehouse … weird! What’s your take on it? Read the rest of this entry »

I was floating in a black sea. The whole earth was water. I thought…uhh, shit. The sky was beautiful, dark, space as far as the spirit can conceive…stars, galaxies, gas clouds all perfectly visible. Then a HUGE fireball (what, a sun?) approaches, nay, careens through space at my head. I dive into the water, wondering how deep I can go, how long i can hold my breath in this wonderfully dark, safe abyss of wet. And I have trouble going down. I float. Dammit! Why am I floating? I need to swim down to safety! Well then I think, Oh, I should breathe … need air … and then notice I can breathe just fine in the water. The fireball hits … and all goes dark. I am still breathing, chillin’ under water. I guess the fireball put itself out in the water. The stars shine again … Read the rest of this entry »

I saw your request and I just so happened to have an interesting dream last night. I dreamed I was dancing with my grandfather (who died three years ago and I was very close to). But as I was dancing with him, I couldn’t see him, I could only feel the sensation of dancing with him. So I took a video camera and filmed with one hand as we were dancing. He didn’t say anything while we were dancing. Then I watched the video of him, and I was very happy to be able to see his face. Read the rest of this entry »

Thought I’d share a dream I’ve had for years…ever since I was a teen. Not sure what it means, but I have to say I remember it clearly even though I have not had it for about three years now.  I think of it every so often though.

I realize that I am on the tip of a needle on a record player. I see myself from different angles…I am the tip of the needle, I am going through the eye of it – well, I sense that I am. I don’t see myself going through the eye physically. Then I see the record spinning under me. Next I am on the arm on top of the record and I see from that angle, and then I see myself atop the arm.

Never did find out why it was a reoccurring dream for years, why I dreamt it or why it stopped. It bugs me not to know what it meant. Never did get the name of the record playing. Read the rest of this entry »

” i see an image of a killer whale hanging upside down as if hung on a hook or by a crane; it is a female, alive, in agony, and whining. Flash to another image of the whale’s embryonic baby that has been removed from the mother’s body; a male voice-over talks about killing the whale babies.  I am reminded of the 1970s film Orca.”

This is a very dark dream. This is a dream about a family in pain. About a mother who harbored very dark energy but remained helpless or rather suspended in space by either her family, her spouse, her culture or her community. Even perhaps her church. A woman whose life was also topsy-turvy, unpredictable. Enter her masculine counterpart, who speaks over her and her situation (the voice-over) and who, like many males of certain species, has murderous thoughts about his offspring.

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Dear Dream Momma,

I hope you can help me. Last night I had a very significant dream. My boyfriend kept turning into a rabbit, then back into a human. When he was a rabbit, he would turn very mad, out of control, eat sharp objects and do other things to endanger his life.

I spent a great deal of time trying to manage him. I became aware that while he was with me (as a human) he was treating me like a princess, but I had found out (from one of my university professors!) that behind my back he was calling me names like a whore, and said I was promiscuous.

In the same dream I went to visit my newly married best friend who had just come back from her honeymoon where she flew over all of these dangerous places, including Afghanistan. Despite this she was blissfully satisfied, and her new house was looking small, but beautifully decorated. Although she had only just gotten married, she had a 20-week-old baby.

In real life I have a boyfriend of one year with whom I am currently in a long-distance relationship. He gets frustrated with me for asking if he cheats all the time. I also have a best friend who got married two weeks ago. She has no baby.

Dear Rabbit’s Girlfriend (RG), Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma,
I keep having a dream of driving over the Howard Frankland or the Courtney Campbell and either the water is rising FAST or the bridge just peters out directly into the water. It’s always clear skies (not a hurricane or anything) and all of a sudden I go from driving on the bridge to having my car floating/sinking in the water. The last time I had the dream, I dreamed I was in a convertible and as the car went deeper in the water (scary), I actually reached out and petted a dolphin (cool!) … I can’t remember how the dream ended, but it was funny because I had fallen asleep on the couch that night while watching the movie Titanic (so I’m guessing that sinking feeling must have been on my brain lol!) But I’ve totally had similar dreams on nights when I HAVEN’T watched Titanic!
Day Dreamer

Dear Day Dreamer,
I think you daydream a lot. On your life’s journey you go in and out of reality on a regular basis. What’s up with that? Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, Last weekend I had a dream (nightmare) that I was trying to outrun a sinkhole with the family in the car. We made it to a shopping mall and ran inside just in time to see the parking lot and everything that lay beyond it swallowed up. It freaked me out and the only thing Julie could say was “What did you eat last night?”

Dear Dreamer, I have to assume you are married with kids and that Julie is your wife. On that assumption I believe this dream is about your belief and your marriage. You and your family are in a car (the marital journey) trying to outrun a sinkhole (big problem-separation-divorce-global crisis). In a nano second you are saved but the world outside is swallowed up.

Hmmm, swallowed up. What comes to mind when you think of the world being swallowed up? Read the rest of this entry »

Help me out Dream Momma. I am driving a purple car (a late 60s muscle car – Pontiac GTO? -with a black top) and as I go down the highway I pass under a standard green road sign that spans across the road – it has the word “Aristotle’” on it.

Based on the muscle car image, I’m trusting you’re a guy so here goes: This dream is about a spiritual journey you are on. It may be conscious or unconscious but it definitely is there. How can I be so sure you ask? Read the rest of this entry »

Hi Dreammomma!!!

I had this dream last night.  last night: I was in a car with a man and we were coming back from someplace–perhaps dinner together, looking at offices, and such. we were getting close to my place and altho i was feeling close to him, i noticed that i suddenly started talking about business, getting some distance and then i work up. Interested in your comments.

Glad to help. This dream suggests ambivalence about relationships, work, or both. Assuming the dreamer is a woman, it could be as routine as not liking some guy she works with, or possibly thinking about romance with an office mate, but it’s not. I’m going to beat the drum here about not taking dreams literally.

Let’s look at it archetypically, Read the rest of this entry »

Dear Dream Momma, This little dream has been bothering me so I thought I would send it to you. In the dream my boss and his wife stopped by my house and my bed wasn’t made. (I always make my bed every day unless I’m so sick that i need to be in it.)

Hi Messy Bed Dreamer. I’m going to assume that when your boss and his wife stopped by you weren’t really sick in bed. So, what are you sick of? The dream says your job. The house is your life and the bed is your job, relationship, family, health, lifestyle, religion, social life, (Circle all that apply). Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma, In my dream my daughter Helen was living in Paris and my friend John and I went to visit her.  We went to a concert in someone’s home where John and I sat on the balcony to hear the music.  The next day I called the hostess to ask her a question, but by the time she got to the phone I forgot what I wanted to ask.  Instead I asked in which arrondisement she lived — I told her I wanted to look it up in my ‘plan de Paris.’   I felt very stupid asking such a lame question.

This dream is about aging. Sitting somewhere special to hear the music, forgetting the question, the plan de Paris that I suspect, is a plan for retirement.

Unsure what the last sentence is about, as the question doesn’t appear to be “lame.” Read the rest of this entry »

“I am dreaming I am knocking on the door of an apartment like mine. To my right is someone with keys shaped like a gun. To my left is someone trying to get out (possibly a cleaning person) of another apartment. When no one answers I turn as do the others when a woman in front of me facing the door says, ‘Well, Hello Tony, why doesn’t anyone like you?” I turn and ask him something and he is hostile to me.”

This is an interesting dream.  It’s full of hostility and inner work. Glad you’re working on yourself. Here goes: Read the rest of this entry »

“Dear Dream Momma, In my dream I was walking with my little sister. She told me not to look behind me or I would get hurt. That made me feel very uncomfortable and trip out a little so I started to walk faster. I pulled hard on her arm but she pulled away and walked slower than before. I was afraid to turn around but I knew my sister was walking right behind me and I felt weird, like she was going to hurt me so I turned around to look at her and instantly she said, “don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you.” The way she said it was probably the scariest/weirdest part of the whole dream. In real life my sister and I are really close. What do you think it means?”

Dear Big Sister, the first thing that comes to mind is sibling rivalry. Something most of us has to deal with at one time or another. I’m guessing what your sister doesn’t want you to see, why she tells you in the dream not to look behind you, is her envy- something she’s aware of (and you are too, unconsciously) and doesn’t demonstrate unless you are not looking. Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma, I hope you can help me. Here’s my dream. I was sitting with another man outdoors somewhere. It might have been in the mountains. It was cool and dry. Suddenly I noticed a dark figure to the right in the sky in a dark circle with red eyes that was coming towards us. I asked the man with me if he knew him and he leaned forward and said, “Be careful. He is not finished with you yet.” I asked him what he meant and he said, “You’re in no position to ask any questions.” I woke up and my heart was pounding.

Dear Dreamer, I will do my best. Usually, when we’re out in nature, especially in the mountains and there is another man (woman) with us it means that we have met either our inner guide or our shadow self — another, darker, part of ourselves that none of us likes to admit is there.  (Relax dreamer, we all have one. It’s part of the human condition). In this case you’ve met both. The good news is that you have met them and are actually in dialogue. Good for you. That gives you a leg up on most people.

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Hi Dream Momma. I’m female and live in Chicago. Here’s my dream. I was out on Lake Michigan canoeing and a lot of other people were canoeing, too.  Here and there people started getting out of their canoes and into the water and I was wondering how they were going to get back into their boats. It looked very refreshing to be in the water and everyone was having fun.  Eventually it became clear that the water was draining out of the lake as the people who were out of their canoes were suddenly able to stand on the bottom.  Finally, the entire lake drained out and we were all standing around with our canoes.  The bottom of the lake (that we were now standing on) wasn’t flat – it was very hilly.  Eventually it started to rain and we were happy because we thought the rain would fill the lake up again but it wasn’t actually raining it was snowing snowflakes that were perfectly shaped little stars that we were catching in our hands.  We were all amazed.

Congratulations Chicago dreamer, you have had a life’s journey dream. Here are some of the archetypes that indicate that: Read the rest of this entry »

“Hi Dream Momma, This is my dream: It was night and I was crossing the street away from where I live to the other side. As I was crossing a man started yelling that I was about to be hit by a car. I looked and could see cars in the distance but didn’t feel they were close to me. But this man kept yelling that I was just about to be hit so I ran across the street. I was walking to a building across from where I live ( he seemed to be near where I live though I never saw him) and he started yelling that someone was chasing me so I started walking faster. He kept yelling “he’s getting closer.” So I was frantically trying to get my keys into the door I was going into. I finally did and the door turned into a swinging door that didn’t need a key. I decided to try and get to my building and avoid this man by going around the back. I was walking down the street and kept seeing people I knew but their backs were to me. Then I startled a cat that ran out from under a bush. Then I woke up.”

The key to this dream is in the first sentence.  As the clever image portrays, danger is everywhere. That belief is what appears in your unconscious (probably from an overprotective father) when you “cross the street” and “go away from where” you live.  According to the dream there is no safe place other than home; it’s not even safe to cross the street. In this case home is also metaphoric, i.e. the house in your head, i.e. believing what your parents did. I also think that the man chasing you is a metaphor for fear. Unconscious fear haunts you making it impossible to be truly free to make your own decisions and take your own risks. Read on. Read the rest of this entry »

“Dream Momma, I had this dream more than once. In the dream I am high on a mountaintop sitting above the clouds with a man who had long white hair, long yellow fingernails, black eyes and long jagged teeth. I could smell his breath and sense his immense knowledge. The man looked down at the earth and expressed his hatred towards the human race and told me I was different, not better then anyone but would always be separate from everyone else.”

This is what we call a big dream. It is dense with a primal archetype that looks like a prophet but sounds like pure evil. I say this because the prophet as an archetype always appears bedraggled and with long white hair, dirty nails, bad teeth. Hey, he’s a desert prophet, they’re not into hygiene, no barbers nor dentists in the desert either. But … this guy is different.  He’s different because of his hatred of the human race. There is only one major archetype that hates the human race and that’s Satan.

This archetype is also seductive. Seductive like, “take the apple, Eve,” or, “Go ahead, coke’s not addictive and you’ll feel better.”  Or, “Come on, your wife won’t know and this bitch is really hot for you.” Real prophets are too busy prophesying for the good of man. They don’t want to seduce you, they want to save you.

How are you seduced? Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma,

My boyfriend has a reocurring dream of being a successful lawyer, married to Megan Fox, living in a nice home with children. He wakes up from this dream and his reality seems like a nightmare. (he is 35 unemployed and is back living with his parents).  I try to be supportive but I’m hurt when he tells me he’s dreaming of Megan Fox.

Dear Dreamer, one time removed.  I guess hurt could be the word that works but I’ll tell you girlfriend, your problems are far greater than him dreaming of Megan Fox. You don’t say how old you are and since he’s 35 I’m guessing you’re no teenage.  Why are you thinking like one?

Now here’s the juice: Read the rest of this entry »

Metaphoric Cannibalism

A poet writes, “Last night I had a dream that I ate my own index finger. The dream was pretty vivid and unpleasant. I saw how I scraped flesh from it. I ate it like it was a candy. Then I went to the resort, where I was supposed to have fun, but I got in the retirement facility. It was almost empty with young people as retirees and they sat around the table in the dark. I asked why they don’t have light – someone said that they turned off lights to save money.  Can you give me an idea about it?”

Dream Momma: Yes, I can.  This dream is about your creative shadow and light. The doubting of your talent.  The very idea of cannibalizing yourself, especially with such a vital body part (the index finger) is about creative self-loathing that is triggered by external sources. Archetypically, the index finger (vital for a writer) is the tutelary god Jupiter, who used that finger to outsmart Saturn.  It is the finger that gives a writer direction,  guidance, and character.

In your dream teeth represent anger.  Anger over your creative direction.  Do you feel you need more guidance?  If so, it won’t be from this dark, lifeless, cannibalizing, group.  I think you go to them to get sustenance (light) and instead you get darkness (self-destruction)… Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Teeth

Dream Momma,  For like the past weeks I constantly dream about my teeth. chipping them or even worse chewing on them until they all crush and i spit out the pieces. The latter one was my first dream and actually a recurring dream from years ago..

i usually never remember dreams. plus, my teeth are the most precious thing for me on my body….. :-s
I was just wondering….and decided to give it a shot by emailing you and asking )

I’ll gladly help you and start with the archetypal meaning of teeth.  Remembering that the dream belongs to the dreamer, usually, but not always, teeth symbolize power, aggression potency.  How does knowing that help you?

Well, if you’re a guy the dream could mean you’re feeling a little woozy these days. Perhaps you haven’t picked up the gauntlet someone threw down.  Perhaps you’re afraid of losing your job or you’re broke and/or in debt.  That’ll take the bite out of life won’t it?

If you’re a woman … Read the rest of this entry »

“Hi Dream Momma,  I dreamed I was visiting my aunt, uncle and cousins as a child.  In their kitchen there was a hole at the baseboard and I could see little mice through it. I was scared until I realized they were afraid of me and not coming out.”

Hmmm, mice. Hmmm, family. This dream is a little sketchy but here goes. First, I’m assuming the dreamer is an adult but in the dream he/she is a child again.  Often. something going on in real time echoes an unconscious  memory that pops up as a dream.  Symbolically, mice mean disease, proliferation, and quietness.  So, my first question is; does this family have any hidden (baseboard) illnesses that are genetic (family) in nature?

Next we have fear.  Why are the mice afraid of the dreamer?  What power does the dreamer possess?Does the dreamer have “cat energy?” Remember, we’re not talking about real mice, but symbolic mice that may represent a genetic family illness. To get even trickier the illness can be symbolic too, i.e. not physical.  If it is physical think of illnesses that are quiet in nature, i.e. high blood pressure.

That’s the best I can do with the info involved.  Love to hear back from dreamer with more details and feedback on my feedback.

Dream Momma

A reader sent me a “garden variety” dream.  A dream that basically rehashed his day’s events.  He dreamed he was flying a plane and wanted to land it to go home and have a beer.  Luckily, before I got all analytical, I asked him what he did for a living.  He was a pilot.

So, there are many types of dreams.

The BIG dream is a dream you keep remembering, chewing over, and can’t get a handle on.

The repetitive dream is the dream that keeps coming back over and over again.  It can drive some people nuts, to the point they don’t want to go to bed.

The nightmare is well, a nightmare.  We’ve all had one or more.

Next time, I’ll write about dream themes.

Will someone please send me a dream?

Dream Momma

I recently adopted a tiny rescued dog named Nena. She is a Shih Tzu toy. I renamed her Miss Nena because of her elegant ways (except when it comes to food. Then she turns into a 4.5 lb. gang-banger on speed.

Not being a dog person (so sorry all you dog addicts) I took her on a trial basis. I did well resisting but, like all adorable and dependent little things who prey upon our best natures,  her gooey, needy, pit trapped me. After all, she is adorable, little, and needs me. Right?

Once I accepted my fate I researched Shih Tzus and learned they were royal little doggies with an impressive history of being companion dogs in the Imperial Palace. Cultural myth depicted Buddha descending from heaven on the back of a Shih Tzu. Hmm, I better be a good doggie owner.

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I’m in an old house. An old woman, that I somehow know, tells me a cat has been attacked by a wild animal and will die. I rush to see and the cat has no hind legs and only half a face but is eating aggressively and balancing well on two front paws. It is a big black feral cat. I yell to the old woman to call the vet and think the cat will be put to sleep then think no, it is eating too well. I try to figure out how to get the cat to the vet without hurting it anymore.

Congratulations Dreamer, you’ve met the Crone. The Crone is a powerful archetype that is wise and knowing and can dispense all kinds of good stuff if you’re willing to listen. Now, the cat.  I’m going to talk about two types of cats. One is the black cat, not the black cats of witches and goblins, but the black cat of good luck.  If there is one in the house it signals the safe return of a seafaring husband.  The other black cat is called the Blackberry  Cat; a cat that was born on or about Christmas.

So we can look at your dream two ways. Read the rest of this entry »

Dream Momma, I dreamed I won the lottery and right afterwards met the perfect girl who was really into me. In the next part of the dream I am driving my asshole of a brother to rehab. (My last and best relationship ended because of him). I look into the rear view mirror of my new Corvette and see my parents waving good-bye from the front porch of a house I’ve never seen before. My Mom is crying and I seen her twisting a hanky in her hands. My Dads hands are clasped together like in prayer.  I’m totally confident and smile and wave out the car window, then suddenly I wake up.”

Wow, talk about a compensation dream!  I can just picture you, tossing and turning like most of us in this economic crisis, then finally falling into a fitful sleep.  Your days, when you’re not working your tail off,  are probably spent trying to keep the family together and holding Mom’s hand while cursing, pleading, cajoling and blaming your brother for everything… Read the rest of this entry »

Dear Dream Momma, I dreamed I was at a Girlfriend’s meeting in an auditorium and my seat # was AA. I checked the row but all the seats were taken. They started to serve lunch from the stage and would not give me one unless I was in my seat. The 2 servers did not believe me, but handed me a lunchbox anyway and pointed toward the exit.

Dreamer, it’s clear you’re invested in alcoholics and/or addicts. Here are the key indicators of why I believe that: Girlfriend is capitalized (Emphasis on alcoholic person), seat # was AA (Alcoholics Anonymous), all the seats were taken (no room for you/you don’t belong).

The next part of the dream is about how you have been nurtured somehow by your investment in the world of addiction, (serving lunch).

Finally, and here’s the good news:

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Hi Dream Momma, I dream I’m trying to climb over a wall; it’s a wall like an Italian villa would have around it. There are bright pink flowers creeping up one side and I can smell the sea.  It’s hard going but eventually I reach the top only to find there is broken glass embedded in the cement and I will surely cut myself if I continue.  The smell of the sea is stronger and there is music, seductive music, playing softly from behind the wall.  It’s crazy but I continue to climb and put my leg over the wall only to see blood pouring out of a cut in my inner thigh.  I don’t feel anything so I keep climbing.  Now I am straddling the wall, blood is pouring out of me but I feel nothing.  I see the man I love in a garden, sitting in a elaborate chair, holding a glass or dark red wine. When he salutes me with the glass of wine I suddenly am in excruiating pain and start to fall off the wall which is now covered in blood. Before I hit the ground I wake up.

Can you help me?

Wow girl, you really know how to pick them!  Let’s start with the climb over the wall; do you always work that hard to maintain a relationship?  You must be exhausted!  Imagining your emotional life “blood” pouring out of you was an intense experience for me. I can’t begin to imagine what it was like for you.  I’m concerned.

So let’s see what we have so far.  A woman working really hard, emotionally bleeding for a man while he sits behind a wall, sipping wine, and saluting her efforts. I couldn’t help thinking about S and M relationships.   Have you considered that?  If that’s so, is it working for you? The dream says “no”…

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In my handy-dandy Jungian book there are two full pages on the meaning of the number three.  To say it is a magical number is the grossest of understatements.  Where to begin?  Well, it’s nearing Easter so how about Father, Son and Holy Ghost?

Or, if that’s too heavy for you, try three blind mice, three little pigs, three strikes and you’re out, three men in a tub, three coins in a fountain, three on a match, etc.

Three is magical because everything from the beginning of time was organized in threes. Think a minute. Morning, noon and night; sea, earth, and sky; animal, mineral, vegetable; past, present and future; beginning, middle and end.

In Hades there are three-headed dogs, Neptune has a trident, there are three Graces in mythology, and the three virtues of faith, hope and charity.

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From a reader:

“I rarely dream, or at least I rarely remember dreaming. The exception is when something startles me out of a deep sleep.  I had such an occurrence last week after your last post, so I made a point of trying to remember it.  Dreams fade very quickly for me once I’m up, so I don’t recall anything about the beginning of this dream. But I remember this much:

It’s a warm, temperate, sunny day outside, and I’m inside a new, modern building with many windows that let in the light and a skylight in the staircase.  The indoor staircase is at the near end of this building, and I’m walking up the stairs.  I pause at the landing of the second floor and, without opening the door to that floor to see what’s there, I quickly decide that I won’t be able to get across to the other side of the building on that floor, so I keep going up.  Mind you, I’ve never been on that floor before, but in my own mind, I’m certain.  I get up to the third (top) floor, and I can see all the way down the long white hall clear to the other end of the building (there are no doors at the top of the stairs:  the stairs are open to the third floor hall).  I smile and see that I was right because the building is literally a squared-off, upside-down U — like two separate buildings separated at ground level by an outdoor garden and walkway but connected at the top by the third floor — and I walk down the hallway knowing that I will reach the other side.  The sunlight is pouring in through the windows and the skylights.  Then a noise in the parking lot below my bedroom window wakes me at about 3:30 am, and the dream suddenly ends. I have no idea what happened before I found myself in the building, nor do I know how it would have ended.  I have only that much.  but I did fall asleep quickly after that, having first made myself remember that dream fragment.”

There is a lot to this dream. Note how many times the number “3″ appears. I will respond in three segments, starting tomorrow.

“So Dream Lady, every time I break up with a chic and I have doubts if I should spread the love as this relationship is over or work things out, I have a dream about my ex and if I wake up before I have sex with her, the relationship always ends. However, if I do have sex with her in the dream – the relationship has always continued. Am I a psychic dreamer or is this the way my brain is telling me to get over her and move on?”

Thanks for writing. Here are my thoughts:

If we look at this dream symbolically, i.e. it is not about sex but about a deep connection with a woman, you can look at your relationships with women differently. I believe this dream is about a fundamental need you and many other guys have. A need that is often unconscious. The need to be deeply connected to a woman. I mean deeply connected; connected beyond sex.

The question that comes up for me is, does your deep connection need always be sexualized? Remember, in the course of human development, the deepest love you will ever have with a woman is maternal, not sexual.

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Carl Jung, the well-known analyst, and Freud’s expected heir apparent (didn’t happen, they had a fight) said a symbol was the best representation of something unknown.  Jung believed symbols were lurking in the collective unconscious (a part of our psyche we share with all mankind) and they appear as messengers in dreams.  Interpreting them can be slippery.

Many cultures take dreams seriously; we do not.  Stuff and nonsense. Instead of paying attention to the dream we say to ourselves, “Let’s go make money, get high, get laid — get it all.”

The irony of course is, a correct dream interpretation by the dreamer, gets all of the above and then some.

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It was one of those “must be seen” events I tagged along on.  Amid the crowd, noise, a woman with a shoe on her head and good but loud music, I slipped away to commune with Salvador Dali.  One image jumped off the wall because it was an incomplete staircase and had the word “Dream” in the title.  Karmic goose bumps for sure!

Just the day before I helped my first dream-reader with just such a dream; an image of an incomplete staircase. How wonderful to see that painting!  I wandered around loving Dali all the more. Aware he flipped for Freud really helped me make sense of all those sexual body parts he so loved to paint.  His known father complex just added to the provocative imagery.

So, what’s a complex?  Basically it’s a huge ball of emotional energy tied to someone or some thing that traumatized us in the past; usually someone, usually, but not always, a parent.  When one of our “buttons” get pushed, it’s often tied to a complex.

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From a reader:

I used to have a recurring dream that I would be climbing a staircase and right as I got near the top, the staircase would be disconnected and I would have to go through a maze of difficulty to get to the top. I have a habit of saying “This should not be this difficult.”  I guess the statement is manifested in the dream.  I wonder what your take is on it.

Thanks for e-mailing me. First, I’d like to help you look at the dream archetypically, or from a larger perspective. Staircase dreams are common.  A lot depends on if the dreamer is going up the stairs (to consciousness) or down the stairs (to the subconscious).

On a personal level however, the dream could mean something very different.  For example, you may get only so far in a project or towards a goal and something happens to thwart you. The question you need to ask yourself is if that something, the thing that prevents you from reaching the top of the staircase, is from within?

Often an inner critic sabotages ones goals.  A little voice speaks up and says, “Ah, you’ll never cut it.” Or, perhaps there’s an earlier family injunction again succeeding past a parent.  Maybe you had to stay on the sidelines so another sib could grab the spotlight. It’s hard to say. Everyone is so incredibly unique. Here’s what I suggest:

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Today’s big dream number is seven. Think shooting craps, seven come eleven, seven brides for seven brothers, seven deadly sins, seven days of the week, Seven Pillars of Wisdom, etc.

Did you know the seventh son (or daughter) of a seventh son (or daughter) has special gifts?

The Bible gets confusing as the Great Whore of Babylon sits on seven mountain tops while the Virgin Mary gets seven glories, seven joys, and seven sorrows.  Pretty heavy stuff.

What does the number seven mean to you?  I really want to hear from you; especially if you had a dream about a number.  Remember, dreams are tricky. You could dream of six and one or five and two or three and four.  It still adds up to the big SEVEN.

Sweet dreams,

email Dream Momma @ dreammomma@gmail.com

Lots of people dream of numbers. Sometimes, they dream of the same number over and over again and it drives them crazy.  Numbers can be symbols in dreams so the question, and it is very, very subjective is, what does the number mean?

For example if you dream of the number 4 and your kid just had a fourth birthday, well, that’s a no-brainer. But if you dream of the number 4 and have no obvious connection to the number, that’s when things get interesting. For example, symbolically,  4 is a big number.  A big number means it has power.

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Singles will debate which night of the year is the loneliest-Valentine’s Day or New Year’s eve.  But people tell me of more dreams about lost love and loneliness on Valentine’s Day than any other.  After a while the dreams started to fall into themes.  Dreams about missing a train, being alone in a car, seeing a plane take off, etc. These dreams had a journey theme as in, LOVE IS A JOURNEY.  A journey all of us want to share with a special someone.  Here’s a sample dream from Joe, a guy in Chicago who, incidentally, had a secret yearning to be a biker dude, and whose GF, Pamela, just blew him off.

“I dreamed I was alone in my car but wasn’t at the wheel.  I couldn’t see who was driving but it wasn’t me.  Just ahead was a mountain road and the car began to climb up the side, its wheels hanging on the edge.  I was trying to be cool but inside man, I was freaked.  I look up and see this green light off in the distance and suddenly the car’s off the road, flying through the air towards the light.  Just then I see Mick Jagger blowing by me on a hog and that bitch Pamela hanging on to him.  I’m freaking, I want to kill that bitch but I’m not driving the car.”

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It’s a new day and the upside down world of dreaming is heating up.  Getting a lot of Obama dreams from fans and foes alike.  One dreamer was deep in a vast ocean and looking up saw Obama treading water at first, then swimming like Phelps passing all the others by.  Dreamer tried to call out. Wanted to say, “Wait for me!” but all he got was a mouthful of saltwater.  Swears he woke up drooling on his pillow.

Have you had an Obama dream?

I’m here, starting this blog for Creative Loafing, to help you understand and appreciate your dreams. I come with a lot of experience-20 years of it.  There’s lots of types of dreams, from BIG dreams that haunt you and you never forget them to garden-variety dreams that help hash through the days events.  There’s body dreams too.

What’s your dream like?

email Dream Momma or leave your dream questions as a comment below.