Carolyn
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Hi Spooky,
I don't keep up with all of the posts, but I always like and gain from reading yours! I think both dreams are about personal growth, adjustments you are making as you are moving between the old familiar you and the new unknown you...
My thoughts make for a long post, but I like to walk through a dream and look at it step by step, which for me, helps bring the dream into focus. Of course, these thoughts may not apply to you...I look at it as if it were my dream, how I am used to dreaming. My comments are in brackets.
1. September 15/16, 2005: I know I am at TMI. There are people I do not know. They do something, running in a row, now they're gone and I'm alone and don't know what to do nor what they're doing.
[A place for exploration, yet perhaps you do not feel quite "at home" , as there are strangers who are connected somehow, but separate from you?]
Inside the building (couldn't make out similarities to Nancy Penn Center): Dark corridors, theres much old stuff, furniture and I don't know what, dusty, not frequented, unused for a long time it seems. "Good place for ghosts" I'm thinking. Don't know what I#m doing here, alone.
[Moving within, exploring consciousness?, it is dark, neglected, represents something "unknown" perhaps? A good place for ghosts, for meeting nonphysical people (of course, it IS TMI). This reference to unknown people could connect with the people you first saw, who were connected in some way but unknown to you.]
Then I was outside the building, close to it's wall, there was a thick vegetation, these plants were very green and looked like good-growing, the outline of their leafs were like fern, but not feathered. I start to walk away from the building but this plants hold me back! The got close together, they stick to my trousers as if they have burrs! I tried to get a way along the wall of the building, there has to be a path. But the same thing, the plants hold me back at my legs!
[Growth? Something holding you back here, connections, tied down, struggling. Can't seem to progress past this area of unknown existence, unknown meaning ghosts and neglected area.]
I remember my techniques of my mind-journeys, radiate and imagine that I will do it. Slowly and with difficulty I walk along the wall until I finally leave this "jungle" behind me.
[You use your skills and knowledge to progress.]
In the building again. There are many sleeping-mats rolled out on the floor, but I have none, I haven't taken my own one with me. My travelbag is empty. How strange! How can that be? I have come here with airplane such quick, without packing my things together for travel? This is not the way I am!
[Questioning your abilities perhaps? You don't have what you think you should. You feel unprepared? This is totally new for you, not what you are used to in relation to your self, to feel unprepared.]
But it isn't a week, it's only two or three days. I remember someone led me to this sleeping-place. There must be a blanket for me somewhere I can use.
[Ah, but you will be ok, this is not a big change (brief time, not a whole week), as someone helped you, you have connections with others, helpers, you are not alone, and what you need is simple (symbolized by a blanket) and is available when you need it.]
Meanwhile the other people are still doing something together I don't know about. I always miss something, and I don't know why that is!
[Repeated image of unknown people, unknown activities, within sight, but you feel separate from in some way.]
Because I have done some things which are not allowed or not appreciated, I advices me a new sleeping place, where it's cold and windy, and someone of the institute is going to sleep there too so he can have a look at me. It drives me to dispair that I just don't know what I might have done wrong, if I only knew! No one cares about me. No one tells me what I'm doing wrong or why I don't get what to do and why I'm not into it what the others do. I just feel treated like a unloved, dumb child. It's in the evening, I climb up a tree very near the building. It's pretty high. I can see the other people right down, they're sitting together, lampions are glowing. I wonder if they find it amazing that I climbed so high. They are there, below. I don't know if they notice me.
[This part is previewed by your moving into the dark dusty building earlier? Looking within, your doubts hinder you? You feel observed and judged, yet not guided like you need. It is evening, perhaps you are almost done with this phase, as you CLIMB up, pretty high, you are actually above others, so you have a new higher perspective, and there are lights now. This is important, like growth, like moving above what was once a problem. Others may not notice you, they may have a different focus or development.]
2. April 11/12 2006 [I woke up early, wanted to fall asleep again but couldn't until I had made some notes about this dream]: I am at the TMI for Exploration 27. It is definitely not the Nancy Penn Center. To my left is a low building, to my right a garden and/or park to walk around, in the middle, where I am standing, is a pavemented place for conversation, barbeque or something like that.
[You stand between stability / structure (the low building) and growth / exploration / discovery (the garden or park). Note that the building is "low", not much there in that direction. In the middle, where you are, is a community gathering place. Perhaps you are moving from left to right, from something stable and unmoving, ...moving outward, into the open, heading for growth by way of a community place. Could be predicting your participation in the forum.]
People standing around, they are like strangers to me, as if they don't want to notice me. I look around thinking "maybe there's someone you know from Lifeline?" but there wasn't. The weather is odd but fascinating, feels well but unreal; as if there had been a shower, foggy, sun about to shine again but no it just stays like it is, it's warm.
[More unknown people, you feel separate from, you feel shut out. The weather, the sun is there but doesn't quite shine. (which is like people being there and not noticing you, like being in a building that is dusty, like being outside looking in.)]
I walk into the building to my left, inside it, I can see the people standing outside through a large window.
[ You move within, moving left, toward a more structured way of thinking (left brain, as opposed to right brain & intuition, which is the garden/park).]
There is a cassette player, I put a cassette in it, it's one of my own, and started it. It was a kind of rhythm, I wonder what that is, a drummer and/or percussionist doing a smooth rhythm. Is it a recording of my band? Don't know.
[You consider your music, it is familiar (smooth rhythm) yet something about it is unknown. Similar to the theme of these dreams, a mix of known and unknown.]
I walked to the door and was kinda shocked, because my tape sounds are signaled to outside speakers too so the people there could hear it! I'm embarrassed, this really is not the appropriate sound here! The head of the TMI had come to the room with the cassette player so she will stop that now.
[ You are concerned about making noise, disturbing others with your music. Music is sounds of the soul, this is YOU, music flows,]
But no, she stands there close to the cassette player and is listening!
[YES! Your song/music/perspective IS important!!!!]
I'm walking deeper in the building to my travel bag, but it isn't there! I haven't brought it here, just one or two little backpacks! I am astonished and worried.
[ again, concerns about not being prepared, not having what it takes.]
How can that be that I travel spontaneous, without my bag, seemingly without caring much?
[ spontaneous...like a plant growing lushly, like a garden?]
On the other hand, it's a good thing if one can travel without carrying much things, and to be spontaneous like this. But one week without cloths for change?
[Traveling light, not weight down by baggage. Baggage could be anything you don't need, ideas or beliefs that don't serve you.
Hmm, I've got two shirts on, if I wear one day the one, the next day the other on my skin, if that would be allright? My English-German-English dictionary I have forgotten too...so it has to work without it, maybe I don't need it, well, ok, it's a challenge. Well, at least I want to save me a sleeping place upstairs. But strange, why is not anybody telling me what to do, where to go? No one cares. That's no good, I feel so alone, lost, and the other people, they all seem to know what's up, they all seem so certain and confident. I guess the TMI people think we know all from our last visit?!
[You are discovering that you will be ok, you have what you need at the moment. You are still concerned about future unknowns (where will you sleep), and hoping others will give you the answers you need. But...you have just told your self that you will have what you need when you need it, so are in some confusion (slight fog, yet some sun) about this. This, to me, is a repeat of the image of you standing between the structure on the left (predictability, straight lines, solid structure) and the garden on the right (change, unknowns, growth, life, not restricted, open to the air and sky), you are somewhere between the two.]
Love, Carolyn
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