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So, lately I've been wondering about some dreams I used to have as a child (ages 4 through high school). I would have these dreams over and over again and I have never forgotten them. I am doing some shadow work and they feel important. I was wondering if you could give me your take on these dreams. I called them Frustration dreams, because they were, well, frustrating and anxiety producing. And they all had the same kind of similar feel to them.
1 and the most common. I am walking across an empty room or through an empty house. Suddenly, small holes appear in the floor filled with rainbow-colored liquid. The holes grow and grow and I am trying to make it safely through the next doorway without falling in. I know that would be a bad thing. But my path through the safe areas of the floor are rapidly dwindling until they are just the width of my foot and still dwindling. That's when I wake up.
2, also common before age 12, I am standing in a room full of people near a corner. Suddenly, everybody stops moving for a moment, then rushes towards me, crushing me into the corner. And they keep pushing and pushing and we are getting smaller and smaller and I can't move and I'm getting smaller and smaller, into infinity.
3, more common in junior high. I am walking up the stairs at school to my next class. I walk and walk and walk, look down and I'm still on the third step. I walk and walk and walk. Look down and I'm still on the third step. On and on. There was also a variant where I was walking against a strong wind, walking forever and not making any headway.
I think I felt constrained in some way. Endangered. I don't know why. I think this is the birth of my aversion to risk in my personal life and a reflection of my frustration at being held back from being me - I had to be what others needed. What do you think?
1 and the most common. I am walking across an empty room or through an empty house. Suddenly, small holes appear in the floor filled with rainbow-colored liquid. The holes grow and grow and I am trying to make it safely through the next doorway without falling in. I know that would be a bad thing. But my path through the safe areas of the floor are rapidly dwindling until they are just the width of my foot and still dwindling. That's when I wake up.
2, also common before age 12, I am standing in a room full of people near a corner. Suddenly, everybody stops moving for a moment, then rushes towards me, crushing me into the corner. And they keep pushing and pushing and we are getting smaller and smaller and I can't move and I'm getting smaller and smaller, into infinity.
3, more common in junior high. I am walking up the stairs at school to my next class. I walk and walk and walk, look down and I'm still on the third step. I walk and walk and walk. Look down and I'm still on the third step. On and on. There was also a variant where I was walking against a strong wind, walking forever and not making any headway.
I think I felt constrained in some way. Endangered. I don't know why. I think this is the birth of my aversion to risk in my personal life and a reflection of my frustration at being held back from being me - I had to be what others needed. What do you think?