This is probably a repeat, but I couldn’t find it in my less than tidy file system.
The best dream I remember is one I had at a time of enormous discord in my life. I was lucky enough to have a Jungian psychologist helping me sort out my life, which meant I was having about six dreams a night, interpreted.
Finding myself in a walled city, I woke and bathed in an open- air bath. Above, on the hill, we were observed by three golden yellow watchers, angelic beings holding umbrellas. Gathering my baby, a basket of food and blanket, we went to the large door in the city wall. With a huge key, we opened the door and left, walking down the hill to a boat. We stepped onto the boat and were taken on a railway like journey, as if our future was mapped out for us. We felt safe and optimistic.
Following this dream I was on a high for three weeks.
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) Daily Post by Krista
‘What is the best dream you’ve ever had? Recount it for us in all its ethereal glory….’
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/sweet-dreams-are-made-of-this/
I enjoyed reading about this dream again. Very vivid.
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Your patience is appreciated, Christine! 🙂 ❤
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Oh no, not a scrap of patience required. Made me remember I was going to ‘do something’ about remembering my own dreams.
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Having a paper and pen by the bed to write even a few words help to resurrect the dream.
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It is fascinating how dreams can reach out into our everyday life and affect our emotions through the next hours/days. I hope all your dreams are sweet.
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Thanks Amanda, I hope yours are all sweet too. It is interesting how dreams can affect one’s mood. ❤
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That sounds like such a glorious dream! What was the interpretation for this dream then?
I’ve recently had a dream too which I am thinking (obsessing) about a lot, trying to analyse whether my subconscious was telling me something or just my imagination…
If you have a chance, do check it out and let me know what you think: https://humsofsum.wordpress.com/2015/07/30/dream-mash-up/
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Summer-tan, I read your dream. It sounds as if your friend may be bi-sexual, but it’s a very interesting dilemma. Wow! Often the subconscious tries to warn us about things.
I do wish you luck, and hopefully you’ll be given the opportunity to find out the truth. ❤
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Thanks for stopping by! Hmmm, I suppose. I guess I’ve just been wondering a lot whether our friendship could be taken to another step… perhaps it is trying to warn me. I hope so too! thanks xx
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When I was at art school, I had a relationship with a bi-sexual man. My mother warned me and I listened, (for once in my life!), and I didn’t marry him. Life is full of surprises, but I do wish you well with your decisions. I hope you find the right person, for you. ❤
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Goodness, Barbara, even your dreams are artistic, optimistic, and beautiful!
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O. Babe, that was after about three years of dream analysis, and the earlier ones were not so positive, in fact the violence shocked me.
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I am thoroughly surprised (or surpised, which is what I first typed : ). Yet–and if I should feel shame for admitting it, too bad, for I don’t–it is very nice to hear that you were once closer to the rest of us un-resilient un-even-tempered creatures.
Three years!! That must have added up! Golly. Glad it helped.
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The worst times I went twice a week! Yes, there was little money for anything else!! It was the best money ever spent. I was so lucky to find a gifted woman who could help me. Yep, I really do feel I’ve come out the other end, but still need to poke myself to accomplish what I want to do. 🙂 I’m sure you’re not as un-resilient and un-even-tempered as you suggest, O.Babe!!
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Christopher is my husband and this header is a portion of a painting that hangs above our bed. I’ve forgotten how to change the header, so have stuck with this one! The psychiatrist that I was seeing in Zurich was excellent. From a very vague memory, as it was in about 1972/3, Annamarie took the dream to be showing me new beginnings and how basically we’d passed an initiation. It was probably a couple of years later that our marriage ended and I came back to Australia. The dream showed me, I think, that I was on course and we’d be fine. The euphoria was amazing, I do remember that. Thanks Judy for your interest. 🙂
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That is a wonderful dream. I’m curious about how your Jungian analyst interpreted it. I love Christopher’s painting that forms the heading for your blog. Can you tell me more about it? Is he your husband? Son? Brother? Alter ego? Enjoyed this–now reading on. Judy
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