Some dreams require very little analysis.
Feb. 1st, 2005 07:30 amI dreamed that I was making lunch for eight or nine people. When they were all seated around the table and I was dishing out the food, I suddenly realized that there was almost nothing to eat. What I had been thinking of as the main course turned out to just be corn mixed with black beans, and there were only a couple of meager spoonfuls in the bowl - to be split eight ways. The other dishes were in similar shape.
Gosh, whatever could that possibly mean?
Bad night last night. I woke up around five and couldn't get back to sleep - a combination of aches and pains, cold symptoms, the baby moving, and an inability to banish unrestful topics from my mind. Argh.
Gosh, whatever could that possibly mean?
Bad night last night. I woke up around five and couldn't get back to sleep - a combination of aches and pains, cold symptoms, the baby moving, and an inability to banish unrestful topics from my mind. Argh.
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Date: 2005-02-01 12:39 pm (UTC)I would interpret that dream as "someone should take you out to dinner immediately"
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Date: 2005-02-01 05:03 pm (UTC)(-:
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Date: 2005-02-01 05:15 pm (UTC)I mean, me too. :)
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Date: 2005-02-01 05:26 pm (UTC)B
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Date: 2005-02-01 11:22 pm (UTC)It helps to know that, in my paradigm, food = love.
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Date: 2005-02-02 07:11 pm (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 2005-02-03 02:20 pm (UTC)They're really not even a little bit subtle, are they?
Last night I dreamed that a group of my college, grad school, and current friends were all going off somewhere together, and there was no room in the car for me. Again, boy, it's a good thing that I took all those psychology courses, or I'd have no idea what to make of such an obscure image.
Oddly enough, I've never actually seen the baby in my dreams. I've been pregnant in some dreams, and I've had dreams that were obviously about the baby (represented by baby monkeys, for example), but I don't dream of her.
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Date: 2005-02-03 02:50 pm (UTC)I only ever took Psych 101, so I'm not sure how I'm coping with the onslaught of difficult images and tropes coming my way.
I've never actually seen the baby in my dreams. I've been pregnant in some dreams
I've only seen my baby once - in a dream where she was outside of my body and beautiful and perfect, and the dream ended with the awareness that I wasn't done with the pregnancy, so she needed to go back in and I wasn't sure how that was going to happen. In most of my dreams, I am at least vaguely aware of still being pregnant, though - whether it's relevant to the obscure plotline or not.
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Date: 2005-02-08 05:48 am (UTC)Because those people around the table are not just empty mouths to feed. They are full of resources: skillful hands, loving hearts, minds each with its unique problem-solving creativity.
"How can I do all this?" is not a rhetorical question. And it isn't cheating to get help with the answers.
Your baby is blessed to be coming into a life so rich in love and work and everything that makes life worth living.