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dialogue of the psyche
DREAMS: sequence images, sounds and feelings experienced when sleeping
SEMANTICS: linguistics. the study of meaning.

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This archetype was described as Carl Jung as a person with great judgment and wisdom.  The wise old man is sometimes referred to as the Sage. This archetype is characterized by being old, bearded, father-figure type who uses his great personal knowledge of the world and offer guidance through stories and may impress upon his [...]

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The Wise Old Man

Posted By admin on February 23rd, 2009

http://www.dreamsemantics.com/2009/02/the-wise-old-man/

This archetype was described as Carl Jung as a person with great judgment and wisdom.  The wise old man is sometimes referred to as the Sage.

This archetype is characterized by being old, bearded, father-figure type who uses his great personal knowledge of the world and offer guidance through stories and may impress upon his “student” who he could become, thereby taking the role of “mentor”.

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Recurring Dreams

Posted By admin on February 23rd, 2009

http://www.dreamsemantics.com/2009/02/recurring-dreams/

Recurring dreams are dreams that you repeatedly experience over and over again.  Recurring dreams are said to be the inner self’s way of communicating to our conscious mind.  These dreams randomly occur but are always about the exact same thing.

If you have had a recurring dream, you will notice that almost everything about that dream is repeated from the previous dream.  The most common theme in recurring dream is falling, flying, drowning, being naked in public and the inability to speak.

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Carl Jung

Posted By admin on February 18th, 2009

http://www.dreamsemantics.com/2009/02/carl-jung/

Carl Gustav Jung was a Swiss psychiatrist well known for his influence on analytical psychology.  He was born in the small town of Kesswil in Switzerland.  His father Paul was a pastor and his mother Emilie came from a prominent Swiss family.

Jung was an introvert and solitary child.  He was convinced that he had two personalities.  Personality 1 was a normal typical schoolboy who lived in his current time, while Personality 2 was a dignified and authoritative man in the past.

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Dreams – Repositories of Emotion

Posted By admin on January 13th, 2009

http://www.dreamsemantics.com/2009/01/dreams-%e2%80%93-repositories-of-emotion/

Kaloo scampered about me, leaping at me and licking my neck and face while I held him for a few seconds, every time he put his muzzle against me. My heart was bursting with the joy of my loving pet’s company. I don’t remember how long it lasted but some reckless moment in time put an end to the sweet dream and I opened my eyes to the view of my lonely room. It was December 06, 2008 – more than 9 years after Kaloo’s death (the lachrymose night of June 20, 1999). With a heavy heart, still beating the rhythm of the happy dream, I got up to face the challenges of the day.

This recent dream of my late pet dog is not a rare experience of an emotional scene set in a unique mental studio. Seeing my late kin close to me, the living ones departing, and a range of other emotional situations, has become a familiar phenomenon that repeats itself, every now and then, without any conscious effort. Dreams connect me to the past; take me to the future; and even paint a living and breathing picture of my present – all this without charging me a dime. Generous dreams!

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Voices from beyond

Posted By Jlugo on January 3rd, 2009

http://www.dreamsemantics.com/2009/01/voices-from-beyond/

I was extremely tired one afternoon when I came home from school. I had been up since 4:45am and decided it would best if I rested for at least an hour.  When I awoke from my nap, I was breathless and afraid. My heart hammered wildly as I tried to gather my thoughts. My sweaty palms clutched at the sides of my bed as I struggled to regain composure. Looking around, I realized that everything was as it should be. The soft afternoon sun filtered through the window, barely illuminating the room.  For a few seconds, I was able to think clearly, and realized that I was awake. I was out of harms way. Relief flowed through me but only for a moment because I had realized that in the dream I had just, the room I was sleeping in was exactly the same. The minimal sunlight was equal to the one in my dream, and the television I had left on was showing the exact same program I had seen on the television in my dream. My head began to swim as memories flooded back to me.  In my dream, I was stretched out along my bed, watching a romantic comedy. It was late afternoon. I drifted off and once I did, I felt a great pressure on my body. It was as if someone was sitting on my chest. I could barely breath, let alone move or speak.  It felt as if my whole body was too heavy, and I was pinned to the bed. I heard a strange whispering in my ear. It was as if the room was filled with people who were speaking in hushed tones. I tried to open my eyes but to no avail.   I then heard the whispering die down as the voices of a man and small, female child flowed through my ear. They said something along the lines of, “Would you like to know how we died?”.  Inwardly I responded yes, though I was terrified. Curiosity won me over. In my dream, it was as if I was finally allowed to open my eyes. Once I did, I looked down towards where my feet were and I saw a small, female child, around the age of 7 or 8, wearing a pink dress. She had blonde pigtails and was staring at me as she held up a poster board with words she wanted me to read. Try as I may, I could not read the words. Then, it was as if the child understood that she wasn’t getting her message across because in place of the poster board she held over her head, there was a pillow instead. She slowly lowered it to her face and when she let go of the pillow, it stayed suspended in mid-air, right in front of her face. I could see that she was thrashing her arms wildly, as if the pillow was suffocating her. I watched, motionless, though I tried with everything I had to move my body so that I may save her. It was of no use. I was pinned down. I wanted to yell but as I was about to do so, I awoke. I am a heavy sleeper, and I remember dreaming but I never seem to remember many of my dreams. Only the ones that have made an impact on me. I am, however, a true believer in dreams and the messages that are being portrayed through them. I am also a believer in the paranormal which is why I looked into the history of the home I am now living in. The house was built in the early 90′s, but the land that the house is built on was previously a forest. It is a wide belief that mobsters and murderers would dispose of the bodies of their victims in this same area. I could only guess at how many lives were lost on this land. As I have written above, my dream held the voices of many people though only two were heard distinctly. That of the man, and the young girl. I never found out how the man died, but I believe I have figured out a clue as to how the small girl was killed through her communication to me in my dream.

Author: Jessica Lugo

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Flying Stingray

Posted By admin on January 3rd, 2009

http://www.dreamsemantics.com/2009/01/flying-fish/

I don’t remember much about what I dreamt last night, as is the case more frequent than not. The one thing I do remember is laying in a field of flowers as I watched as Stingray flew over the clear blue skies.  I queried stingray but unfortunately I was unable to find a precise definition, so I found the closest definition.

Flying Fish:
To see a flying fish in your dream, indicates that you are feeling emotionally free and uninhibited. Next I broke down the dream and looked for definitions for Flying: To dream that you are flying, signifies a sense of freedom where you had initially felt restricted and limited. Well I didn’t really need to interpret that because it’s meaning is classic case interpretation.
However interpreting the Fish meaning took me deeper into the semantics my subconscious was playing with me. To dream of Fish can symbolically have a religious meaning, it can mean prosperity, a prize or trophy, life force and potential. I spend every waking moment thinking and working towards my life potential, especially in the last few weeks when I feel I am so close to realizing my true potential.This dream is not a deep secret my subconscious is screaming to make me realize. This is me reminding myself of my path. I listen to my dreams to hear my voice. I listen to my dreams to remember that time passes us by. I listen to my dreams to stay conscious while I am awake.

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