MandMaud
... but not a spider dream.
The "setting" is odd too: two long rooms, or buildings, next to each other - like a house with a passageway or staircase dividing it into narrow halves, but these are SO separate. I actually feel I had two different dreams, and stepped from one into the other by stepping through the door between these two rooms/buildings. (My childhood home had a basement like that, because it was built from or on the site of a long barn - I think - and so the house was long, but downstairs it was divided lengthwise. And the house I'm in now is squarish but the ground floor is divided by stairs up the middle, with the kitchen-and-suchlike half on one side, one long living room on the other.)
The first dream, in the "left-hand room", wasn't clear in my memory when I woke, but I'm on some kind of holiday or weekend away, with family and/or friends, a group of us (this is very common in my dreams), and my mother and sons are part of the group. I have been dreaming about my mum as if she were still alive, just recently.
Then from that I step through to leave the room/building, so I'm heading sort of "outside" - and once out, I'm aware of really thick cobwebs above, on my left. Sort of under the eaves... and there's my younger son (who was also in the other room with everyone), holding a hose, directing it at the webs, where I now see a large black spider struggling under the very powerful jet of water.
He's getting carried away, which is in character for him - though the spider is only wriggling to escape, not dying - so I start telling him to calm down and turn the hose off. While saying this, I have a better look at the apparent spider and it isn't a spider, but a swallow. It's caught in the thick web (as happens to flies) and it's struggling, and as it twists it gets its back to the wall and its tummy is towards us, so there's this creamy-coloured little tummy with the black bird feet scrabbling and the black beak above (a swallow's beak always reminds me of the points on a Siamese cat's ears) - all behind/tangled in the whitish thickness of webs. I sense the swallow is in panic in a way the spider wouldn't have been.
So now, I'm urgently telling my son to stop and trying to get him to hear that this isn't a spider after all. And then I wake.
I have a photo somewhere of a swallow's nest under the eaves of a Tudor inn, with the baby swallows peeking out. Probably the visuals of this dream all came from real visual memories of mine. When I tried for meaning, my first thought was that dreams speak in pun - so what am I struggling to swallow? Something stuck in my throat (throat chakra, expressing myself?), something knotted up... but this knot and this stuckness weren't placed like that, this interpretation doesn't feel right.
I identified with the bird.
And why the other dream, the prequel as it were? And why was everyone there, when just this one son was in both parts? And why was the "main" dream sort of outdoors - half-outdoors, like eaves or a porch or a barn - whereas the "prior" dream was definitely indoors? Neither was a building I know in waking life.
Thoughts...?
The "setting" is odd too: two long rooms, or buildings, next to each other - like a house with a passageway or staircase dividing it into narrow halves, but these are SO separate. I actually feel I had two different dreams, and stepped from one into the other by stepping through the door between these two rooms/buildings. (My childhood home had a basement like that, because it was built from or on the site of a long barn - I think - and so the house was long, but downstairs it was divided lengthwise. And the house I'm in now is squarish but the ground floor is divided by stairs up the middle, with the kitchen-and-suchlike half on one side, one long living room on the other.)
The first dream, in the "left-hand room", wasn't clear in my memory when I woke, but I'm on some kind of holiday or weekend away, with family and/or friends, a group of us (this is very common in my dreams), and my mother and sons are part of the group. I have been dreaming about my mum as if she were still alive, just recently.
Then from that I step through to leave the room/building, so I'm heading sort of "outside" - and once out, I'm aware of really thick cobwebs above, on my left. Sort of under the eaves... and there's my younger son (who was also in the other room with everyone), holding a hose, directing it at the webs, where I now see a large black spider struggling under the very powerful jet of water.
He's getting carried away, which is in character for him - though the spider is only wriggling to escape, not dying - so I start telling him to calm down and turn the hose off. While saying this, I have a better look at the apparent spider and it isn't a spider, but a swallow. It's caught in the thick web (as happens to flies) and it's struggling, and as it twists it gets its back to the wall and its tummy is towards us, so there's this creamy-coloured little tummy with the black bird feet scrabbling and the black beak above (a swallow's beak always reminds me of the points on a Siamese cat's ears) - all behind/tangled in the whitish thickness of webs. I sense the swallow is in panic in a way the spider wouldn't have been.
So now, I'm urgently telling my son to stop and trying to get him to hear that this isn't a spider after all. And then I wake.
I have a photo somewhere of a swallow's nest under the eaves of a Tudor inn, with the baby swallows peeking out. Probably the visuals of this dream all came from real visual memories of mine. When I tried for meaning, my first thought was that dreams speak in pun - so what am I struggling to swallow? Something stuck in my throat (throat chakra, expressing myself?), something knotted up... but this knot and this stuckness weren't placed like that, this interpretation doesn't feel right.
I identified with the bird.
And why the other dream, the prequel as it were? And why was everyone there, when just this one son was in both parts? And why was the "main" dream sort of outdoors - half-outdoors, like eaves or a porch or a barn - whereas the "prior" dream was definitely indoors? Neither was a building I know in waking life.
Thoughts...?
