Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Let's play some Baseball

All right, this dream wasn't primarily about baseball at all.. like most dreams the events do not make to much sense. It was more like watching a movie for most of the time. Basically it started off with this family, a man and his wife and a child (young girl). The man was a baseball player, for what team I don't know, and I don't know what position he played either. This man, was a kind man but NO ONE liked him, he was clumsy and could not play baseball well anymore. His team mates would always play pranks on him and these pranks would often make him delayed in coming home to his family. So his wife was not to pleased with him either. His wife was pretty, still young, bright blue eyes and dark blonde hair.

Then there was me, I came in on the seen and I was not unlike this other man, but I was confident and I was very kind and I was very helpful. I helped the wife get things done that she needed to do, I was supportive to her daughter, and I was a good friend to her husband and helped him out of the pranks that were put forth to him.

One day though three things happened... His wife told me that she fell in love with me, and I told her that the feelings were mutual... the man's work called and told me they were going to fire him and wanted me to take his place.. and on my way to the baseball field I found the man, and another prank was being pulled... He was buried up to his neck in grungy dirt. I fought of the guys that were guarding him and went to find a shovel to dig him out, but then another guy came and used a hose to make the guy neck deep in mud. At the moment I "lost" the shovel and I always found another excuse not to find the shovel or find to did the guy out.

Hmmmmm.... so I am not really going to analyze this until after work. I'll put it in my comments... I have some interesting ideas about what this dream means to me. Feel free to comment.

1 Comments:

Blogger Moch Dove said...

Mmm so I have had all day to think about this one.

When I first woke up and before I gave much thought to the dream I felt very guilty for what I did to the husband in the dream. However, now I'm proud I did it. I will explain, but it will take a while.

First thing to remember, you are everyone in your dream, and this applies well in this case. Even though I thought I was just me in this dream, I was ALSO the husband even though I did not perceive it in the dream. So symbolically the husband represented how I largely perceive myself most of the time in the waking world, and the man I was in the dream, also who I perceive myself in the waking world, but rarely, as of late.

So, going with this symbolic assumption, I perceive myself as someone that isn't close to his loved ones, that has a job that makes him miserable, clumsy, someone who can't accomplish anything, or has any real goals for that matter. However, the dream shows that my other ego, the confident one, the outgoing one, the one that is supportive and supported by loved ones, is "moving in" and replacing the other mans life. The life situation doesn't change, but the man does... symbolically I am changing.

Also, in my dream we saw who I was helping the poor husband guy all the time. My confidence was there to pull me out of trouble and to piece my life together for me, but wasn't the dominate figure. In my dream that persona did become the dominate figure. The dream also suggests that this change is reluctant, hence me looking for the shovel to help the guy. However when I decided not to help him it represents that persona decided to be the dominate. I think in my life that represents that I am growing and changing into the better person, that I am overcoming my own faults and difficulties, and even if the things around me don't change, I change, and that causes the environment to fit around what I have become. I say this because in my dream I got along fine with everyone on the baseball team (unlike the "other guy") and the wife loved me when she didn't love her husband.

So.. pretty complex and deep stuff huh? My dreams don't always seem to be chalked full with that kind of meaning and symbolism. However, it makes me feel good to think that I am growing and becoming a person I can be proud of.

I am proud of myself for overcoming my own faults, so I am proud that I left that guy in my dream in the mud, he would just get in the way.

August 4, 2004 7:47 PM  

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