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Conference hydra::dejavu

Title:	Psychic Phenomena
Notice:	Please read note 1.0-1.* before writing
Moderator:	JARETH::PAINTER

Created:	Wed Jan 22 1986
Last Modified:	Tue May 27 1997
Last Successful Update:	Fri Jun 06 1997
Number of topics:	2143
Total number of notes:	41773

1260.0. "help! Interpretation needed!" by WFOV12::DENEHY () Wed May 16 1990 15:06

    I was wondering if anyone out there could interpret a dream my roommate
    had.
    
    Sherry said it went as follows:
    
    Driving with my parents and grandmother.  A straight stretch of
    road.  The land was flat - desert like - a train was racing us in
    the other direction on the driver's side.
    
    It felt as if we were to catch a train somewhere.
    
    We saw a road side stand - Dad said they once had good salads. 
    We stopped.
    
    Nana (grandmother) was gone.  Diane (my roommate) was there.  Dad
    was there but not visible.
    
    Diane was asking about a soup call asparagus.  A man showed her
    the top of spears the size of your arm.
    
    Mom was behind me near the edge of a hill.  The place sat in a woodsy
    area - dirt parking lot.
    
    My brother was now there too.
    
    I was looking at the menu.
    
    Mom made a comment about bears.  The man said yes, there are a lot
    around here.
    
    I turned and saw 2 good size bear tracks in muddy soil heading down
    the hill.
    
    Mom was going to look down the hil and I said no - be careful the
    bear could be right there.
    
    At the base of the hill was a river.  It was a steep hill - 200
    yards?
    
    My father said he thought my cousin (I believe the one who just
    died) could fit between Nana and I.
    
    I turned back to the bear.  It had turned around, saw us and started
    toward us.  I yelled Mom and started backing up toward her.  The
    bear watched me and continued coming.
    
    I got to my mother, my brother was there too.  I figured the bear
    would charge me, but not all three.
    
    We backed up a step at a time.  The bear got about 30 to 50 yards
    away, stopped and spoke to me.  "It's not nice to stare - don't
    stare."  I then woke up.
    
    I've had other dreams with bears in it, at my parent's house and
    another time too.  Never had they spoke to me.
    
    That's the dream....is there anyone out there that could tell me
    what this might mean so I can tell my roommate.
    
    Thanks
    
    Diane Denehy
    WFOOFF::DENEHY
    242-2407

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1260.1 the bare fax? MFGMEM::ROSE Fri May 18 1990 07:24 46

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1260.1	the bare fax?	MFGMEM::ROSE		`Fri May 18 1990 07:24`	46
	To Diane's roommate: This dream may have been motivated by your cousin's recent death. The train racing in the opposite direction may represent his/her passing on; and the desert, his/her desertion of you. The rest of you seem to realize that you, too, will catch a train or meet a sim- ilar fate eventually. When you stop at the stand, a place associated with strength and good health (salads), you seem to be actively coping not only with the pre- sent - the very word "stand" means to "bear courageously" - but also with what's on the menu - that is, with what's coming up in an imagined future. For starters, your grandmother's gone, and your father's at least temporarily out of it. But you're helped by a friend, Diane, who appears beside you and gives you her support. The asparagus spears are a very nice image. They seem to represent humans who can comfort one another because they're all in the same boat, but who are severed or disconnected from their own potential lengths or life-spans. But the spears are not pointless. They are actually tips or pointers from which new alignments can be made and which, like the arrows on a com- pass, can be used to get your bearings before moving on. Now the scenario darkens. Your mother is close to the edge, almost over the hill. You brother arrives. Your father reappears a little later and refers to your deceased cousin as though s/he were still alive. Or does he mean that you and your grandmother, between whom he wants to fit your cousin, are now dead? The situation is muddled, confusing, and ominous. You've taken a stand in a bare, unpaved park- ing lot, surrounded mostly by woods. How many trees have been felled to produce this space? Earlier on death seemed to be off on its own track, parallel to you; but now there are bear tracks right here. You try to avoid confronting the potentially deadly beast. But sure enough, a bear emerges from the wetland and at an unexpectedly safe distance, confronts you, your mother, and brother, and says, "It's not nice to stare - don't stare." What a surprise! This bear talks! He/she sounds like a parent issuing a mild rebuke, followed by a tip or advice. This bear tells you to live and not to "stare." It's the dead who stare, not the living. It's the dead who have that glassy look. The bear acts as a mirror, confronting you with your preoccupation with death and reminding you that you are alive and not "ice(d)."

    To Diane's roommate:
    
    This dream may have been motivated by your cousin's recent death.
    The train racing in the opposite direction may represent his/her
    passing on; and the desert, his/her desertion of you.  The rest of
    you seem to realize that you, too, will catch a train or meet a sim-
    ilar fate eventually.
    
    When you stop at the stand, a place associated with strength and good
    health (salads), you seem to be actively coping not only with the pre-
    sent - the very word "stand" means to "bear courageously" - but also 
    with what's on the menu - that is, with what's coming up in an imagined
    future.  For starters, your grandmother's gone, and your father's at
    least temporarily out of it.  But you're helped by a friend, Diane,
    who appears beside you and gives you her support.  The asparagus spears
    are a very nice image.  They seem to represent humans who can comfort
    one another because they're all in the same boat, but who are severed
    or disconnected from their own potential lengths or life-spans. But the
    spears are not pointless.  They are actually tips or pointers from
    which new alignments can be made and which, like the arrows on a com-
    pass, can be used to get your bearings before moving on.  
    
    Now the scenario darkens.  Your mother is close to the edge, almost
    over the hill.  You brother arrives.  Your father reappears a little
    later and refers to your deceased cousin as though s/he were still
    alive.  Or does he mean that you and your grandmother, between whom
    he wants to fit your cousin, are now dead?  The situation is muddled,
    confusing, and ominous.  You've taken a stand in a bare, unpaved park-
    ing lot, surrounded mostly by woods.  How many trees have been felled
    to produce this space?  Earlier on death seemed to be off on its own
    track, parallel to you; but now there are bear tracks right here.  
    You try to avoid confronting the potentially deadly beast.  But sure
    enough, a bear emerges from the wetland and at an unexpectedly safe
    distance, confronts you, your mother, and brother, and says,
    
    "It's not nice to stare - don't stare."  What a surprise!  This bear
    talks!  He/she sounds like a parent issuing a mild rebuke, followed
    by a tip or advice.  This bear tells you to *live* and not to "stare."
    It's the dead who stare, not the living.  It's the dead who have that
    glassy look.  The bear acts as a mirror, confronting you with your
    preoccupation with death and reminding you that you are alive and not
    "ice(d)."