Saturday, February 13, 2010

Dream Journal February 13, 2010

I have just acquired a haunted house from someone, perhaps it is an inheritance. I am standing in front of the front door on the bottom step of some stairs. I begin to sing. I am alone in the house, or so I think, until I hear a man laughing in another room. I walk to another room and see a man with a mustache sitting in a chair. I've never met him before so I don't know who he is. He doesn't belong here - he is an intruder. I tell him to get out of the house.

Later I am looking into an aquarium. It is half full of murky dirty water. Apparently it has been a while since the aquarium has been cleaned. A turtle is on the bottom trying to roll over onto its back because it wants to die. The turtle climbs out of the aquarium through the lid and rolls over onto its back on top of the lid.

I run into the kitchen and frantically search through the cabinets. I am trying to find a container to put fresh water in so that I can rescue the turtle.

11 comments:

Celsius2007 said...

Back on web - why?

Mossy said...

Happy Valentine's Day friend.

goatman said...

To no avail I fear -- the turtle rescue (perhaps in another dream). I used to buy them at the local drugstore and they would always come down with what was grievously called "soft shell". Then it would die!

Any flying-dreams lately?

Boris said...

Sophia,
Welcome back! ;)
The turtle is considered by some cultures as the ancient wisdom. Imagine then all your wisdom within you, wanting to die. Not being shared with anybody else...
Wisdom hidden by a stuff that can be easily removed with fresh water!
Go for the fresh water, rescue the Old and wise turtle and share its knowledge with the world!

Sophia said...

Hi Celsius - I may come and go during these next few months or year. I'm busy with some inner studies.

The mood to write on the blog comes and goes. I am not sure yet what I want to do with it. I do not know how useful it is, although it has been like a diary or journal for me. Of course I would like for it to be helpful to others, whether in the form of assistance or entertainment, but ultimately my desire to help others has to be somehow selfish. I'm just not sure in what way yet.

I now keep several handwritten notebooks and write some things in them that are really only useful to me.

Sophia said...

Thank you, Mossy. I'm a bit late, but Happy Valentine's Day to you, too.

Sophia said...

Goatman, I haven't had any flying dreams that I can remember, but I've had some interesting dreams of which I have fleeting memories in the moments after waking. I would like to work on this and make it a habit to write my dreams upon waking.

Sophia said...

Hi Boris,

It's nice that you are still keeping up with this blog.

Your interpretation is very intuitive. Maybe it's telling me I should continue to blog about my experiences.

Another thought that pops to mind is that turtles are very slow, so they might represent time. If a turtle (time) is dying, would that mean that time is running out? If so, to save the turtle would mean to make the most of one's time. What do you think? After all, I have been wasting a lot of time lately on distractions.

Shubhajit said...

I miss you. :(

Sophia said...

Shubhajit, that is very kind. I miss you, too. I don't think I will ever completely disappear from the Internet.

Boris said...

Sophia,
You are right on thinking of making most of your time. However, this is not about doing more things. It is about focusing on what matters. About enjoying the present minute, with love and awareness...
Time never runs out... We always have this minute for getting closer to anything that we really love. Everybody has only this single minute and it is up to us to decide how we spend this precious present that we all have.
All the best,
Boris