I’ve noticed that sometimes when I write down what I remember about my dreams, and re-read it, I can decipher some of the “visions” that seem so odd and disturbing initially. Yet, I’m stumped at some recurring images that keep appearing in my dreams. It’s not a specific reccuring dream, it’s elements that occur over & over again in my dreams. Anyone who’s into dream interpreting, of Freudian analysis, or maybe just has a suggestion what these things might mean?
I have lately realized that a large part of my dreaming involves roaming through endlessly labrynthine houses. Actually “floating” through the house is more like it - not walking, but not exactly “flying.” Anyway, I’m going through doors that lead into corridors, that lead to expansive rooms, that open onto verandas that overlook galleries, etc., etc., etc. for what seems like hours upon hours. The rooms invariably are furnished in normal, if ornate & posh, furnishings. I hardly ever encounter anyone in these giant mansions, I’m roam around them by myself.
In other dreams, I’m trying to drive a car. I’m hampered by the fact that I’m in the back seat(!) of the car, and furiously grasping across the back of the driver’s seat at the stearing wheel. Somehow, I can’t climb over into the front seat, try as I might. Occasionally, I’m tangled up in seatbelts. Mind you, all the while I’m doing this the car is zooming down the road. Not speeding, but going down the road. Other cars pass by, and I wonder how soon it’ll be before someone realizes I’m trying to drive the car from the back seat! I worry about crashing, or getting stopped by the police.
I dream a lot about travelling (I never travel anywhere). I go on some trip - to Somewhere in Europe, or somewhere, or I’m getting on a plane, or a train. What I remember most of this type of dream is this moment of realization that “holy shite! I’m in (London/Paris/Dublin/Los Angeles/where-ever)” and I wonder why the hell I bothered to go there, or what I’m going to do there? Then I sort of aimlessly wander around, thinking “shouldn’t I have told someone I was going there?” (somehow, I always have the impression that I have gone away impulsively, without much travel planning.)
Any one have a suggestion what any of this might be coming from? I realize that even Freud said that sometimes when you dream of a horse, the horse is just a horse. It’s just that these “themes” (for lack of a better word) keep coming up again and again in my dreams and I remember them so clearly. They must mean something!