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Motorcylce Obama

Dreamed I was at my elementary school gymnasium. My friend Will (repetative shadow)and I were playing basketball together in a friendly way. On the backboard there was a kind of superimposition of naked women photos. Then the gym becomes more populated and we are playing a game of 21, where it's everyone for himself. Will makes an amazing half court shot that I think misses, but everyone insists he made. I eventually barely make a simple layup. My subsequent freethrow is way off. At some point, I may chase the basketball, but I am momentarily down amidst the bricks of the back stairs, as if in a narrow brick trench...
Now I'm entering a busy stadium, with my father and Heather, a coworker. (She is a kind of type A personality, a team leader in the office, intelligent and sarcastic, witty and intimidating) I am crying as we enter the stadium. Heather notices and makes a short, sharp comment, and I pull myself together. We are looking down on the arena floor from an upper level, we understand that Barack Obama has just won a motorcycle race, we are looking at the drivers winding down the race.
Now I'm sitting with my father in the upper tier of the arena. Every seat is full, I suppose the arena must hold fifty thousand people. My dad is wearing a grey sports jacket, which I have never seen him wear in real life. He sits directly to my left. He is excited, enthusiastic, remarking that we have great seats and a great view. I find that ironic considering how high up we are from the arena floor. An old man (80 approx.) is sitting in front of us. He turns and says something to us, my dad (63yrs.)takes some of the old man's neck hair between his fingers and warns the man to be careful with his words. The old man looks back at me as if I was the one who pulled his hair. I am a little shy, and decide to make no considerable reaction.
I'm at the home of a customer of mine. (I deliver and refill medical oxygen mostly for aged people who have heart or respitory conditions). I am taking their tank outside to refill it. As I go, the wife says, 'oh by the way, just so you know, Harold is probably going to die cause he's bleeding real badly.' I look at Harold, the oxygen customer, and he's in a bed, and blood is dripping profusely from some wound that is poorly taken care of. Walking outside, I am at the residence of an old iconoclastic friend who (in real life) was adopted by an aged traditional farming couple.

I'm assuming this is the negretto, where the intellect of the wise old man is really not what he should be. Instead for me right now, he's just a hollow projection of an ego that is emotionally empty. This is like the story of Parsifal, where the king is sick and the land is barren. With my glorification of Jung, and impatience for maturity, it is possible I may be putting too much emphasis on the role of the spirit, without listening to the stirring of the emotions.

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Re: Motorcylce Obama

Let's look at the first part of this dream from a perspective of a neurosis having to do with the libido. See if it fits. Then I will look at the rest of the dream paragraph by paragraph. If it is not a direct libido aspect in the form of your sexuality that is being addressed then look to some other aspect that has to do with the 'shadow' {that only you may be familiar}.

My first impression is that the elementary gym is saying something about the roots of some neurosis/complex you possess that began in childhood. It is something that continue{s} {ed} throughout your life {playing 21}, the age mentioned possibly highlighting a time in life this complex reached maturity. The naked women may be what the dream is primarily addressing, your libido in serious conflict. There is competition your life about this matter, with yourself. My thoughts are, as from my own experience and experiences witnessed from my dream work, you are needing to prove yourself and you may be doing this through sex. Such 'proving' would likely stem from a lack of proper attention and love during childhood {as was my case-we all possess some qualities of childhood neglect}. Is sex something that dominates your life.

The race. This may be addressing at least two aspects, one deeper in scope and 'hidden', the other addressing the above impression of needing approval. Barack Obama may symbolize power, control, a higher authority. But he is black, his 'race', which may be addressing shadow aspects. The arena floor is your foundations, the root of who you are, and you are looking down at these foundations from the unconscious dream {higher level}. This is the dream's therapeutic function at work, trying to help you sort through the complexes, possible neurosis in your life. There is feminine, the leader in your mind. And there is your father. Examine the role he did/does he play in your life?

You are with your father in this 'upper level' of self. There is much there {all seats are filled-50,000, a number that have other meaning in your relationship}. The grey suit may represent things that are not so clear about your relationship with your dad {not completely covered up in the unconscious which would be the color black}. His excitement would be your excitement. The great view would be the view of unconscious contents that are slowly becoming more clear {grey not black}. The view is again of those foundations your life is built-the amazement possibly realizations about those foundations of who you are and why you are that person.The old man may be your wise self, that aspect of the unconscious that knows what the conscious self does not. The neck hair. Let's look at what HyperDictionary has to say about these two symbols:

neck in your dream means the relationship between the mind/mental and the body/physical

hair in your dream means sexual virility, seduction, sensuality, vanity, and health. It is indicative of your attitudes.
this does seem to fit the pattern does it not?

The words should be directed at your father. But "The old man looks back at me as if I was the one who pulled his hair.". This may apply to both you and your father. Like father like son {in my twenties I displayed tendencies my father possessed-also having to do with sexual attitudes}.

The last paragraph
The home is you. The customer is an agent of yourself. The old man bleeding to death, Harold, may represent an old aspect about 'you' that needs to lose its energy {control over you}. The wound would be those wounds from earlier life experiences. Some aspect that has been 'poorly taken care of'. The adopted friend by an aged traditional farming couple may represent that 'inner child/self' that needs to be brought up in a new aspect, growing {farm} in a way that 'produces' true nourishment.




Are there libido tendencies, or some related aspects that may have or is still a dominate force in your life? The relationship with your father, examining that how would it fit with the stated tendencies? Look back at your posted dream Up down, up down, up down etc. and see if there are threads that help us understand this dream, and the possible tendencies. This dream may be an evolution of that dream, the first post being a gimpst of what needed attention and this dream a more direct look at what needs attention {this is how dreams function-the first dream being a precursor of what future dreams will address}.

Jerry

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Re: Motorcylce Obama

Thanks Jerry, I can't tell you how much I appreciate all your help. I have been self analyzing for almost two years and have kept close records of my dreams. I even have one from when I was 20. I threw two others away from that era when I was 25. All inspired by Jung's and Campbell's writing. I have never had the opportunity to present my dreams to anyone remotely interested in archetypal psychology.
In conflict with this "high calling" was always an awkwardness with women. Will (my shadow friend) and I grew up neighbors and friends. We discovered onanism together, not in a homosexual way, but masturbation while together at age 12. We did this often together for a couple years. Sometime in high school, I eventually began to feel that onanism affected my relationship with females, and disturbed my conscience. I suppose my alienation from women fueled my engaging in the very activity that caused my sense of alienation.
At 27, I was still in a violent internal conscious conflict. Masturbation would impair the way I function socially, and brand a great sense of shame in me. I had some close male friends, but an unsatisfactory experience with women.
I decided for the thousanth time to stop masturbating, after about a year I began to forgive myself. It was the most important achievement I had ever made, I thought. And it improved my attitude and my relationships, the way I responded to women and society. I felt genuine. I met my wife at that time.
I was 28, she only 19. Ithought she was 24 at least. She worked at a gas station. She was from a Mormon family, she was simple and pure of heart. We dated for two years, two good souls, but I had problems accepting her for her provincial religious view, and problems of self-guilt since I was alot older than her.
Our breakups and reconcilliations began to get to the point where we were desperate for relief from the pain. I got her pregnant, and we got married. We still fight, I still try to tell her about world religion. But we have a child, and are trying to make more good memories than bad.
Unfortunately, I still struggle with this compulsion. Internet pornography in particular was my compulsion. It's been three months since I last engaged in it. Following a simple link-advetisement to some swimsuit models would be enough to disrupt my conscience for at least a few days.

Response about the dream:

My dreams of the elementary gym largely dissappeared during the last couple years when I was living "viruously". Last summer however, I fell into this regressive behavior that continued until October. I wonder if the gymnasium represents a regressive tendency. As in a regression back to a past before there was this sexuality conflict.? I would say that is how sex dominates my life, as you asked. Otherwise, my wife and I have sex about 1 or sometimes 2 times a week. Usually I feel that is very satisfactory. Last year, I was trying to make it two weeks between intercourse, as I thought that might benefit our spirituality, but I found that difficult to maintain.

I have no coscious enmity towards Obama. But of course I have dreams of indians and colored people who typically represent my inferiorities. So if he won the race, does that mean that my inferiorities are still in a large part "in control" or "powerful" and influencial over my desired persona?

My father seems to represent a hero. My sense of him is that he is moral, has a strong yet not highly intellectual ego, and is a little intimidating. Two years ago when I began working seriously again with my dreams, I had alot of dreams about him being dead, or drunk driving my car. I would take over the car. One time my dad went behind a door with a man and came back a handsome young man, telling me about how much marijuana he could get for me cheap, very uncharacteristic of him. I would drive to the top of mountains and look in vain for him.
I could be wrong but since then it seems he transformed into an aspect of the self, where he lost some of his dominating, controlling qualities.

I'm considering your suggestions about the old man who my dad pinched, or pulled his hair. I find it confusing that my dad is in conflict with the old man. My dad was wearing a sports jacket like something I would wear, excited to be high above the arena floor, possibly pretensiously intellectual.

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