In my dream this past week, my father abandoned me, seemingly unaware that I existed. I didn't sense cruelty. He was just oblivious, walking further and further away from me. This had happened before in my dream life. This time I ran after him and confronted him, told him how angry I felt at being abandoned. He looked at me blankly and then he crumpled to the ground crying, asking me to comfort him. He could not handle my anger. He was a small boy again. I felt compassion for him and comforted him.
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Now for the re-reruns:
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4 comments:
That is such a compelling dream, am. There is a sense of forgiveness in it, perhaps a letting go.
Love all the artwork.
This is a very interesting still life image from your desk.
Wow! That was an important dream. Like Robin, I believe you've worked something out there.
That dream reminded me of my own father, a man who could not cope with his fears and turned them into anger at the world. I imagine my father would do the same as you dreamed your's did, crumple to the ground, asking for comfort.
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