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“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 »

“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 »

“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 »

“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 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 »

“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 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 »

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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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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