Friday, June 11, 2010

Dream a dear little deer for me

Ever have a dream that seems to be saying something, but you're not sure what? I had one last night.

There was a doe wandering through my dream. At first it just wandered through the living room while I was up in the loft. I looked down and there it was just passing through. The next thing I know I had come home, unlocked the door and walked in to find the same doe lounging on my sofa. It wasn't frightened when I walked in and it seemed as though we knew each other. I laid down on the bed near the sofa and the deer got up and came to me, lying down next to me. A friend came in and asked what the deer was doing there. I explained it was there when I came home, inside my locked house. The doe got up and let me run my hands along her body because my friend asked if the doe was pregnant. She was. Once I ascertained her gravid state, I stroked her from head to belly once again, she nuzzled me, I hugged her and then she walked out the door as though she were a guest leaving.

There was such a sense of calm familiarity in the exchange as if deer appear in my house while I'm gone all the time and lie down beside me unafraid and as naturally as though it had happened many times before. It was surreal and at the same time as natural as if the doe had been a person, a friend.

According to the dream dictionaries I checked this morning, deer symbolize "grace, compassion, gentleness, meekness and natural beauty. It has feminine qualities and may point to the feminine aspect within yourself." Deer can also symbolize someone who is 'dear' to you, except I don't know anyone who is pregnant. Deer could be naïveté and gullibility or vulnerability. I don't get that sense from the dream.

Many years ago, Don told me that every aspect of a dream is a facet of the dreamer. In other words, I am the deer, the sofa, the door, the key, the other people in the dream, the bed, the loft, everything, right down to the clock on the mantel and the pictures on the wall. He said I should say, "I am the clock and that means...." He came up with an interpretation of a dream where he was himself (in the dream) and the woman to whom he was making love. Uh, no. Not for me that kind of dream interpretation. I feel like there is something else going on here and I don't think I'm a pregnant doe who can pick locks and will patiently wait until the tenant comes home. Nope, definitely too weird for me.

Anyone else have an interpretation? Where is Joseph when you need him?

That is all. Disperse.

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