What could this dream symbolism mean?
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2017 4:08 pm
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I recently had a vague recollection of one of my recent dreams. Normally I haven't been much able to remember them unless they bear some kind of significance to things that I've been concerned about in real life. Generally, now I've been trying to search for a way to get on with my life; instead of making choices that would disappoint in long-term, trying to hear the voice of my soul. Mostly it's been about lifestyle and career that support each other as well as my well-being as a whole, but sometimes search for my spiritual roots has also been in my mind.
So, this recollection I had. I was in a city that I felt it wasn't too familiar, but it superficially resembled yard of the school I used to go, some blocks of flats and the ground was all asphalt, but some grass, plants and few trees were bordering the flats as well. The light gray walls and some turquoise doors and stairs made the general atmosphere feel a bit watery, although no water itself was present in the enviroment. It felt like a mix of an old square and a garden-like yard of a remote part of some larger city, there would've been some suburban style in it without those flathouses and asphalt.
For some reason I decided to try something new and go down stairs that led me into a small shop. I don't remember this clearly but it seemed that there were people from upper social class that had set up a flea market into a library that was kept there. The floor was beige and walls white, curtains light and sky blue, while some tables had more vivid brown color.
Since I've been a very cautious person for most of my life, I challenged myself, for once, to worry less about how I'm being seen and just look around what these people are selling or doing there in general. I recall being specificly interested in what everyone had on their tables, even looking at some red fabric on one table. Also I recall a thought if I should buy something to forward a project I had been planning.
After a while of walking around there someone who could've been the librarykeeper or just someone supervising the place came to me and said that the place was meant for those people of upper class only or who actually had some business there, and that I have to leave. I don't remember if s/he told why I wasn't allowed to stay and watch just out of curiosity, but it seemed s/he understood my situation and instructed me to go another place which might suit more to my needs. So I went into a nearby place which was also a library of some sort, but open for all casual people. This had less boring, a bit more informal and lively atmosphere even while only one or two people were present, but I don't remember much of this place.
Somehow the dream of that place didn't continue as far as I remember, but the next thing I do remember is that I had gone into some large grocery store at night with few people that were friends with me in that dream. I recall wanting to buy some food but like in real world pastries were slightly more important than the rational choices of food even while I took both. It was usually a busy place, people were still doing some late evening shopping while the store was about to close. One of these friends got trapped inside while me and someone else got out in time. We decided to go back to try finding a way to open the main door for the one who was still in, partly we were both excited and worried that we might get caught and accused of attempting to steal things out of trying to help the friend. Somehow I recall us getting lost into labyrinthine corridors that led to the doors of that grocery store. We couldn't get past all locked doors, so we either looked for alternative ways in and out, even trying to get through some staff-only room.
I don't remember if we actually got out, but at some part of that dream I got a flashback from an earlier event that happened there recently (dream timeline-wise): In daytime in place of those labyrinthine corridors were a huge hall that opened way to all different shops in the mall that the earlier store was part of and at the very entrance of this mall was a train station much like the one in the capital of my country, one of those trains would actually get me back home, but my runs through the mall always took longer than expected so I ended up missing the train back by two minutes for many times. Unlike in the earlier real-life references that the dream had, I don't usually miss trains like that.
I've vaguely been interpreting what this could mean (in addition to soul journey gone wrong/being delayed due to mistake), but I would be grateful for hearing what you see in it, perhaps helping me to gain more insight to the big picture of its meaning or if it's giving me direction that I'm just not seeing.
Sometimes the train station has repeated in my dreams before, usually it's been about me trying to take an afternoon or late evening train back to my hometown or wanting to travel to an unfamiliar city from my hometown, but accidently taking a wrong train that would take me into another unfamiliar city but being in the opposite direction and much further away than my planned destination.
I recently had a vague recollection of one of my recent dreams. Normally I haven't been much able to remember them unless they bear some kind of significance to things that I've been concerned about in real life. Generally, now I've been trying to search for a way to get on with my life; instead of making choices that would disappoint in long-term, trying to hear the voice of my soul. Mostly it's been about lifestyle and career that support each other as well as my well-being as a whole, but sometimes search for my spiritual roots has also been in my mind.
So, this recollection I had. I was in a city that I felt it wasn't too familiar, but it superficially resembled yard of the school I used to go, some blocks of flats and the ground was all asphalt, but some grass, plants and few trees were bordering the flats as well. The light gray walls and some turquoise doors and stairs made the general atmosphere feel a bit watery, although no water itself was present in the enviroment. It felt like a mix of an old square and a garden-like yard of a remote part of some larger city, there would've been some suburban style in it without those flathouses and asphalt.
For some reason I decided to try something new and go down stairs that led me into a small shop. I don't remember this clearly but it seemed that there were people from upper social class that had set up a flea market into a library that was kept there. The floor was beige and walls white, curtains light and sky blue, while some tables had more vivid brown color.
Since I've been a very cautious person for most of my life, I challenged myself, for once, to worry less about how I'm being seen and just look around what these people are selling or doing there in general. I recall being specificly interested in what everyone had on their tables, even looking at some red fabric on one table. Also I recall a thought if I should buy something to forward a project I had been planning.
After a while of walking around there someone who could've been the librarykeeper or just someone supervising the place came to me and said that the place was meant for those people of upper class only or who actually had some business there, and that I have to leave. I don't remember if s/he told why I wasn't allowed to stay and watch just out of curiosity, but it seemed s/he understood my situation and instructed me to go another place which might suit more to my needs. So I went into a nearby place which was also a library of some sort, but open for all casual people. This had less boring, a bit more informal and lively atmosphere even while only one or two people were present, but I don't remember much of this place.
Somehow the dream of that place didn't continue as far as I remember, but the next thing I do remember is that I had gone into some large grocery store at night with few people that were friends with me in that dream. I recall wanting to buy some food but like in real world pastries were slightly more important than the rational choices of food even while I took both. It was usually a busy place, people were still doing some late evening shopping while the store was about to close. One of these friends got trapped inside while me and someone else got out in time. We decided to go back to try finding a way to open the main door for the one who was still in, partly we were both excited and worried that we might get caught and accused of attempting to steal things out of trying to help the friend. Somehow I recall us getting lost into labyrinthine corridors that led to the doors of that grocery store. We couldn't get past all locked doors, so we either looked for alternative ways in and out, even trying to get through some staff-only room.
I don't remember if we actually got out, but at some part of that dream I got a flashback from an earlier event that happened there recently (dream timeline-wise): In daytime in place of those labyrinthine corridors were a huge hall that opened way to all different shops in the mall that the earlier store was part of and at the very entrance of this mall was a train station much like the one in the capital of my country, one of those trains would actually get me back home, but my runs through the mall always took longer than expected so I ended up missing the train back by two minutes for many times. Unlike in the earlier real-life references that the dream had, I don't usually miss trains like that.
I've vaguely been interpreting what this could mean (in addition to soul journey gone wrong/being delayed due to mistake), but I would be grateful for hearing what you see in it, perhaps helping me to gain more insight to the big picture of its meaning or if it's giving me direction that I'm just not seeing.
Sometimes the train station has repeated in my dreams before, usually it's been about me trying to take an afternoon or late evening train back to my hometown or wanting to travel to an unfamiliar city from my hometown, but accidently taking a wrong train that would take me into another unfamiliar city but being in the opposite direction and much further away than my planned destination.