Interpretation Of A Dream

October 29, 2008 at 12:12 pm 4 comments

The last few nights I have been having a recurring dream. I have been having a dream that I have experienced every so often for the last twenty one years – ever since I left university.

It is clearly something to do with apprehension. Fear of underachieving. Concern about not being ready for something. But apprehension, fear, concern about what?

The dream is always the same. I am at my Oxford college, Queen’s, and my Finals are imminent. I have a “feeling”/”sense” (for it is no more than that) that there is something that I am supposed to have studied but I have not. Something that I have forgotten to learn. There are only days/hours left before the exams and I am doomed to fail. I don’t even know what it is that I am supposed to have studied.

I try to find my friends to ask, seeking reassurance. But, I cannot find my friends. So, I go and ask a Tutor and are informed that there is indeed an entire volume of ancient texts that I am supposed to have studied for a crucial paper. I go off to the library. In my dream it is a slightly distorted image of the Library – it is much bigger and as if the real thing had been crossed with something out of Hogwarts. In a deep, dimly lit corner of the Library I find my friends. They are all sat around a single table which is laden down with the weight of a series of large, ancient texts – the tomes that I have omitted to study. They are the only copies available and I am out of time and I feel the despair of knowing that I am doomed to be a failure. And then I wake up.

So, what is that all about?

I do have another recurring nightmare about being trapped in my grandma’s old house, hiding behind the sofa. We are surrounded by Zulu warriors who are peering in through all of the windows. My dad goes out to reason with them but is attacked by a large dog that the Zulus set-upon him. This is another dream that I cannot interpret. But, this one, I have put down to eating too much cheese too close to bedtime.zulu

ps. I actually did OK in my real degree.

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  • 1. svriesendorp  |  October 31, 2008 at 4:14 pm

    Interesting, sounds like you are under siege, possibly by yourself (Zulu – self – self)

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  • 2. faithful  |  November 6, 2008 at 11:15 am

    I am a sixty-plus female from USA. You recently responded to one of my postings.

    I had a similar series of dreams when I was a bit younger than you are now. No doubt it is the same unfinished business that drives our blogging behaviors. What are we missing?

    We don’t want to miss out on it, do we?

    Eastern thinkers would have some suggestions, but also have similar dreams I would suppose.

    It reminds me of the dilemma posed in Castenada’s work when the subject of the book is told that he must find his “right spot” in the room where he is left by the Master. He struggles all night and finally crumples up asleep somewhere on the floor having given up. The Master comes back in the morning and says: Well, it looks like you found your “right spot.”

    Regards,

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  • 3. The Dream Wizard  |  November 10, 2008 at 5:36 pm

    Hello Middle Man, nice to meet you.
    Firstly, I would highlight that as this is a recurring dream, either you have not yet learnt the original message this dream was trying to show, and its going to keep trying until you get it, or else this dream corresponds to a series of similar periods of you life.
    The key message I get from this as I read your blog is “failed to learn.” This would lead me to ask, what lesson on life have you failed to learn? Let’s look at your feelings: apprehension, fear (of underachieving) concern. In the dream you cannot find your friends, only the “teacher” (Tutor). This might mean a sense you still retain of being judged by someone in authority, who has power over you. I particularly like the “ancient” texts. Not only are you in your dream going back in time to a period of your life when you felt judged, the dream is also highlightling the lesson of the past by suggesting you study the ancient texts! The fact that friends you seek are in a place of learning, studying ancient texts would imply to me that if I went back and looked at my old ancient ways of behaviour, i might be able to find a way to change my current reactions to a situation, and remember I am a grown adult now, I can let go of what was not useful in the past, and reclaim what I might have forgotten or lost. Then I might remember that not only am I the student in this dream, but also the teacher. I also have friends, be they personality traits, memories, experiences, that are stored in this quiet place of solitary study (library) of my subconscious that can help. I would suggest reflecting on the role authority, testing and judgement may be playing in your life. Is some one judging you? Or are you judging yourself? Are you in a position where now you have to stop being the student, and leanr to be the teacher yourself?
    Good luck Middle Man, and sweet dreams. Let me know if any of this was helpful.

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  • 4. Dudu  |  September 26, 2016 at 9:13 pm

    hi I’m a 29 years old woman. and I just had a weird dream, I was at home and talking with my sisters suddenly my mother took a sjambok and heat me and she was mad.

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