Social Development with Dream Characters

I had a busy week, at Work, and then we Marian Catholics had a very important Holy Day to deal with (and I am in the Choir), and so last night my early evening nap turned into a very extended nights sleep and I reached that stage where REM Cycle followed REM Cycle toe to heal.

There were some interesting occurrences. Ordinarily I advise Dreamers to ignore items lost. But I went against my own advice. I had driven up a particular Mountain Road, so I could unload a bicycle to ride down and them back up. In real life, such adventures for the sake of exercise and recreation are not uncommon. So down I was going, when I realized the bike had no brakes – no handlebar brake controls, and no coaster brake on the main sprocket. Well, my Dream Self decided upon a course of action immediately. Supposing I would not again be any slower than at the present moment, I instantly dumped the bike over. It was rough on the bike, but I was entirely unhurt.

Now, we could reflect upon this and question whether I was not overly rash in supposing I could not have gone the entire route at terminal velocity… it being a Dream, after all. But maybe the dream was telling me that going downhill is inevitably dangerous. It will take some attention to subsequent dreams in order to see if a trend develops.

Then the dream became something of an Odyssey of getting back up to where the car had been left. I knew I could run up to the car easily enough, but there had been bags of stuff on the bike which I could not easily run with, but some friends stepped in and offered to help. Fine. But then, not far off, we stopped at a Cabin full of people, and were thereupon slowed down, to my mind, very avoidably. Then I was exasperated when one of my ‘friends’ suggested going into a nearby village to recruit further assistance with some friends of his. “It’s just up the hill”, I retorted, “there is no need to make a huge operation out of this”. Here, I was counseled by a nice lady in my Dream that I should be more patient with my friends. But, still, I decided to go on alone... my only difficulty then was in finding a way to go out a rather complicated exit, where, again, I was helped by this Lady Friend.

Usually, dreams of Returning to Lost Items simply do not work out. But in this dream I actually got back to the Car. But I suppose the point of the dream was made clear when I was impressed with how much cost I had incurred with the damage done to the bicycle, and somehow the car had not faired so well either. In real life I had been recently incurring expenses, and my Dream Self was apparently counting its money out of the same narrowing wallet. Fortunately I did not allow myself to be overly stressed out.

And then the Dream moved on. For about the millionth time, I was back at College. I was up on the highest floor of the nicest set of Dormitory Rooms. Well, that was good. I had been there before, in my dreams, and they used to have some complicated problem with their Mail Boxes, but have since sorted all of that out. My concern was that the Dorm should not be too loud and noisy for Studying, and my first impression was that it seemed quite peaceful by standards I had remembered from the past, and I almost thought it absolutely quiet, until I was able to discern some music being played from around the corner… but not too loudly. I was largely pleased.

Then the Dream did a segue-way to walking about the Campus… well, actually flying… levitating. Being lighter than air was easy, but my propulsion was a bit weak, and I had concerns that adverse breezes were a problem for me. I even considered dropping down and walking as I could probably get to where I was going faster if I had some good old traction under my feet. With that in mind, suddenly I was out for a run, and, after a good distance, noticed that I had forgotten to put on my running shorts… that I was entirely naked. I was not too embarrassed, and did notice that nobody took any particular notice, but still, out of a sense for decency, I knew I had to go back to my place to get some cloths on. On my way, I passed this rather inspired but strangely eccentric looking troubadour who was singing a clever enough song… quite catchy. But then, a little further on, I noticed a young Lady (at my age, most ladies are ‘young’ ladies any more) singing the same song only with a microphone and amplification, and she had a wonderfully resonant voice, and quite raised the standards of this song to the point where it seemed much better than it had sounded originally. Then I was levitating again. My Lady Friend, the one who had been helpful earlier on the Mountain, and who had accompanied me at the Dorm, well, she thought that this Lady Singer below would make a wonderful new Friend for me, and offered to arrange an introduction. Of course, I agreed, but there was first the problem of having to go home first to put on some pants, at least. But then I was thoughtful enough to tell this helpful Woman that having just her as a friend was sufficient for my happiness, but, yes, I was very impressed with the Singer and one could never have too many friends.

Now, perhaps the point of all this is to notice how the Dream Dynamics are using interaction with Dream Characters in order to Mature and Socialize the Dreamer. I had received Social Advice from a Dream Character. Then another Dream Character appeared who would emphasize a Poetic Song that had not entirely captured my notice. And then my Dream Mind undertook to forge a special relationship with this new Dream Character. It makes me wonder whether it will have some effect upon my waking personality, to have this New Amplified and Expressive Friend effecting my Dream Persona which is probably not very far from my Conscious Mind these days (as it should be our Goal in Dreaming to forge some Integration between our Waking and Dreaming Selves).

Well, I suppose your belief in this thought depends on whether you think that we create our dreams, or whether dreams inspire us.

Perhaps dream characters are merely a reflection or a concentration of a particular trait that we harbor or desire. Maybe we ourselves unknowingly create these characters to transform our conscious being into something that we have always strived to be.

But I assume that you dont believe in such theories. An outside influence might as well be the source of these subconscious..incantations?

Like always, I choose to be a moderate concerning this type of stuff.

But I am also beginning to contemplate whether the fact that you KNOW about the personality traits these dream beings are imposing upon you will affect the effect of their efforts entirely. That was a mouth full. I'll stop now..