I was having
brunch with a friend the other day and she told me her dream.
As background
to the dream, she’d been in a relationship with someone which started when they
were in high school together, never ended in a mutual commitment then, and
while they kept in touch over the years and met up occasionally, and while they
each acknowledged a deep abiding love for each other, it just never ended up in
a mutual commitment.
They each got
involved with other people and even “committed” to other people, but somehow
things never reached a point where they were prepared and willing to make it
work with each other. They did try
seriously about three or four years ago, and that lasted nearly a year, but
ultimately they went separate ways again.
They met up
again recently, some forty or so years after they first met and fell in love, and
he initiated it because he still yearned to be with her and being without her
left a gaping hole in his life.
She was very
honest with him. Her feeling was that it
was just not meant to be. The things which
broke them up before still existed, and why put herself through the heartbreak
of another inevitable breakup.
There was
still the problem of distance. He lived
in another state and had commitments there which he was unwilling to give up (a
mother who needed his continuing attention and care; adult children who still needed
his guidance in their lives, and so on and so on). She had commitments too where she currently
lived which she felt unable to release.
Neither was willing to relocate for the other.
In any event,
he was willing to try again. She was
more practical. “Nothing has changed
from before. Unless one of us is willing
to give up what we each have now, this relationship can never work.”
So he left,
miserable but respectful of her wishes.
After he left, she had a dream:
He was packing his
suitcase, getting ready to return to his own home in his own state. Along with his clothes, however, he packed
two slabs of raw meat.
That was it…
as short and simple as that. We
discussed what this dream meant, and it filled our discussion for nearly an
hour.
So what could
we possibly have to talk about for an hour over a two-sentence dream?
Plenty…
because it isn’t always the events in the dream which convey a message… it’s
the subtext.
A suitcase
carries baggage. Metaphorically
speaking, baggage is a conveyance for extra clothing which a person might
ultimately need for a trip. Clothing is
the protective “façade” which people use to hide their “naked” selves, and at
the same time, to express their thoughts and feelings of the moment. For instance, a suit suggests traditional,
restrained, conservative thoughts and feelings.
Goth attire tells others that a person is intrigued by the dark shadowy
belief systems which exist on the fringe of acceptance by politically correct
society.
In everyday
parlance, baggage is a metaphor for issues/memories/belief systems which a
person carries around as conveyance of his/her persona of the moment. Routinely, people walk around with “extra
baggage” all the time.
A trip is a
journey and said journey can be physical, emotional, psychological and
spiritual.
So this man
is about to take a journey. He is about
to embark on a serious self-examination of his lifestyle, his beliefs and his
priorities. Not only that, he is
determined to get to the “meat” of the situation… the core of whatever issues
are creating the problem in his life.
Given the ambiguity of his commitment to this Dreamer, we can assume
that he is going to examine deeply and in raw fashion, what elements in his
life need to be changed to make this relationship happen.
Humans need “meat”
(or appropriate protein substitute) to survive.
This man is going to examine what it is he needs to survive. Something in him feels that he needs this
woman to survive in this world and in this reality.
Not only does
he intend to ponder on the meat of the situation, he plans to do so in a “raw”
fashion. It wasn’t “cooked” meat (i.e.,
treated to make it more palatable, or more easier to digest or more suited to special
preferences), but unmitigated it-is-what-it-is honesty. He isn’t going to “spice” up the truth. He isn’t going to pretty it up or mix it in a
stew to make it more interesting… or any of that. He’s ready for raw honesty.
This is a
giant step for this man. One of the characteristics
my friend noted about him is that he often tends to “gloss over” the truth of a
situation. This dream is telling her
that he is now willing to set that tendency aside.
He’s ready to
deal with the cold, hard facts of their relationship.
She already
did this after their most recent breakup.
It sounds like this man is now willing to do the same.
That in
itself is a tribute to how much he loves and values her. It’s a step in the right direction, and while
the dream doesn’t speculate how it might end, or how long it will take, it does
categorically imply he’s willing to break out of his “denial” m.o. and we can
only imagine the courage it will take to face himself in the mirror in all the
raw truth of his imperfections.
What about
you? Do you pack ice cream in your
baggage… delicious, soft creamy coolness which is pure paradise to your taste
buds? Or chocolate… that sweet utterly
heavenly tasty stuff which easily becomes an addictive pleasure ultimately
adding unwelcome pounds to our bodies… fatty tissue which cushion us from harsh
realities?
Life is
experience, and we should all experience whatever suits our fancy of the
moment. The trick is to indulge
ourselves in the right way, at the right time, and in the right proportions so
that, ultimately, it all balances out in the end.
As you can
imagine, carrying around raw meat in one’s suitcase isn’t the best solution to
one’s problems. If you forget about it,
it’ll spoil and attract maggots and generate a horrible smell after a while. It’ll destroy everything in that suitcase,
including your favorite T-shirt and expensive shoes.
In short, I
truly hope this man takes out that raw meat from his suitcase as soon as he
gets home, and deal with it as appropriate.
As for you
guys, happy snoozles ahead.
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