Journal blue trane's Journal: Dreams 1
Wednesday October 30, 2013
Early in morning, 1:05am
2 dreams, connected, maybe same dream?
First one:
Ended with me confronting Jim
There had been some episode, some series of incidents with things in the house I was living in in the dream (with Mom too?) being broken or going missing. One day I heard noises and went upstairs to investigate. In the dream, it was light. There was a staircase that went around a corner, or two (like the staircase in the motel I stayed in last night, but not enclosed: the staircase was not walled,; you could see the living room (a little like the staircase in the house in France).
The staircase went up, then there was a landing, then it curved sharply (at right angles? At 180 degrees?) to the left. I, at the bottom, heard noises. It was daylight, or the lights were on. It was bright, no shadows, easy visibility. I went up the stairs to investigate. I heard something moving about up there.
I kept going. I felt no fear, I wanted to find the source of the troubles in the house.
I turned the corner on the landing, and continued up at the same pace. I was confident, unafraid, curious. I could hear the noises coming from the top of the stairs, sounding like someone rummaging through things.
At the top of the stairs, the room opened up onto a large balcony, with a balustrade at the far end.
I was surprised to see Jim at the far end, against the balustrade, arms outspread but back, as if he was being pushed back against the half-wall behind him. His face registered terror, his facial muscles twisted and contorted, his complexion red, his eyes moving around rapidly as if looking for escape.
I approached him, saying incredulously âoeJim?â
I realized Jim was the source of the odd noises and recent problems in the house. He seemed to acknowledge my realization [discovery], and was afraid of what would happen to him.
I had only good-will towards him: I didnâ(TM)t want to punish him. I wanted to help him. I felt love towards him, the love of a mother, or brother.
Then I woke up briefly, and reflected on this episode, considering it significant.
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Wednesday October 30, 2013
Early in morning, 1:05am
2 dreams, connected, maybe same dream?
First one:
Ended with me confronting Jim
There had been some episode, some series of incidents with things in the house I was living in in the dream (with Mom too?) being broken or going missing. One day I heard noises and went upstairs to investigate. In the dream, it was light. There was a staircase that went around a corner, or two (like the staircase in the motel I stayed in last night, but not enclosed: the staircase