The dream this morning takes place in a locale that I have been to many times in my past. It is the Pike Place Market in Seattle, Washington. I used to visit this place often when I served in U.S. Coast Guard. Seattle is my absolute favourite city and the Pike Place Market is a historic location that is wonderful to visit and hang out.
In the dream my lady Hakima and I are out shopping in Seattle. Hakima is enjoying the shops down town. We run the gamut of what the down town has to offer and come to a dead end. We turn around and head down a long tunnel and come out at the Market. We breeze past all the produce and fish stalls to come out at the main square.
Hakima is afraid. It is late in the evening. Hakima wants to get away from here because she does not feel safe. She is walking fast ahead of me. There are two or three panhandling drunks behind me and they are quickly closing in on us. They find my girl attractive and think she might be an easy mark to harass, and get some money from. I am fiercely determined to put myself between them and my girl, and not allow them to speak to her, or get anywhere near her. Hakima glances back and sees them approaching from the corner of her eye. I am getting a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I am not liking the looks of these guys! This is when I wake up.
The Pike Place Market I remember was a safe family friendly kind of place when I visited there. It was such a fun place to visit and shop. I hope it still has the wonderful qualities I remember. There were no drunks or panhandlers when I was there. Although, I do remember the street out in front of the Seattle Center had lots of the seedy looking characters hanging out there, often, as I recall. They would hit up the tourist for drinking money.
The very first thing I need to zero in on with the dream analysis is the fear my girl was having and the perceived danger I may have exposed her to. This is very closely echoes the experience we are currently having in the waking world. My gut feeling is that Haki is feeling fearful and afraid, I am feeling rather helpless while we wait for her to get her visa to come to the America. The dream is clearly reflecting these feelings and concerns.
When I was in Madrid I spent many hours walking around the city, with my baby, as she went shopping. The city has police everywhere in large numbers. The crime rate is amazingly low for such a major city.
The dream does not advise me on how to address the situation in the dream world or the waking world. My unconscious seems to want me to notice what is going on, but it does not offer any solid solutions. The dream seems intent on shaking up my thinking and is wanting me to look at things from a fresh perspective. I am struggling to understand if there is anything beyond the obvious I am suppose to learn.
This dream, I think, wants me to confront my issues with being in control. My unconscious approach to life is one where life is like combat and I want to minimize stress, and maximize outcomes. The reality is that life has a way of mocking my efforts and teaching me hard lessons. I can't fix everything and I some things are what they are.
My lady is close to my heart, and yet, physically thousands of miles away from me. The stress of providing and protecting her has caused me much mental angst. The dream is a manifestation of my inner turmoil. This dream is like pressure valve. The steam has released and anxiety has found a way to vent. This goes to show you that nothing remains hidden, or under pressure forever, inevitably, something has to give at some point.
This is some heady stuff to ponder. Some personality types, like myself, think emotions can be managed and contained, and life need not be a messy business. The reality is that life and human emotions are innately messy and trying to sanitize it and them is a tricky and largely futile endeavour. You end up with two choices: One, you learn and adapt, or two, you lose your mind and carry on and/or die.
Currently, I am all about living, learning and surviving. It is a fact that people who have some regard and hope for a higher power outside themselves stand the best chance for getting through life, and achieving some peace when it comes to a conclusion.
Carl Jung once said, "Man can not stand a meaningless life." The stresses and sufferings of this life must have some meaning. I know, for myself, I can not stand to think otherwise. All these troubles and trials must lead to something. The task ahead is to endure them and see what is eventually revealed. I know as sure as the sun will come up tomorrow morning an answer, as to why, will come
it is inevitable. C' est la vie, such is the nature of life.
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