As a psychologist, I often get asked to interpret dreams. My
general response is that I have no idea what ‘your’ dream means. For the most
part, dreams appear to have no meaning other than an expression of those events
and experiences that we are going through at the moment of the dream. In other
words, most of what is in our dreams is the same material that is in our waking
life, such as the books we read, the TV shows we watch, and the thoughts that
worry us.
Most dream material is not demonstrated in any symbolic way but is right there on the surface of the imagery. If there is “symbolic”
meaning to your dream, it is generally a symbolism that only you can accurately
interpret. It is based on your life and culture as you grew up. The same is
true for me. Once in a great while, however, I have a dream that seems clearly
to be saying something in symbolic form. Last night’s dream was an example, and
it’s pretty easy to interpret, probably for everyone. Here it is:
An astronaut crashes on a desolate planet and walks away
from the wreck. The planetary surface looks much like our moon, with no signs
of any life. The man is wearing a space suit and is already thinking about what
happens when the suit runs out of air. The man is not quite me, and does not
look like me, but I feel clearly as if I’m inhabiting him.
Then, the astronaut sees a shadowy figure approaching from
the distance. He heads off in that direction but stops as he gets a closer
look at the figure. It’s a human and he’s not wearing a suit. He looks almost
like the astronaut, but older. This older man approaches the astronaut and
stops, but says nothing. His stare is blank.
The astronaut cautiously tests the air and finds it
breathable. He strips off his suit, and as he turns back to the older man he is
attacked suddenly by that fellow. The older man is slow and weak and the
younger man easily throws him down and then backs away. The older man gets up
and attacks again. The younger man punches him and knocks him down a second
time.
The guy gets up off the ground and stands there. The younger
man is ready to defend himself but no attack comes. The young man tries talking
to the older man but there is no answer, only the stare. As the younger man
relaxes a little bit, the older man attacks again. The astronaut easily knocks
the man down again but now dares not relax when the fellow climbs back to his
feet.
At this point, the dream began to jump forward in time. I’d
see the young man starting to walk away and being attacked, moving to examine
his suit and being attacked. Each individual attack was easy to defeat
physically, but now the wear and tear of the psychological stress began to
tell. The young man could not escape because the old man followed. He could not
rest or an attack would come. He dared not sleep for fear that he would be
helpless. And now he begins to tire.
In such a way is youth and strength defeated.
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