Dream where I dig up an ancient religious city in the garden of the house I grew up in. I have had many impasses in my spiritual life, ones that have put me on the agnostic/atheistic border. I feel that in this dream the collective unconscious is suggesting I might look for some spiritual growth.
Dream depicts the effect of a father suffering PTSD rage caused by being a WWII combat veteran exposed to too many horrors and brutal events - not only heavy combat where thousands were killed, but the concentration camps liberated and the killing of women and children caused by the shelling of towns.
Dream is about the PTSD rage and mayhem I fantasize about to punish the guilty who have offended me. It show through at times and I do not want my children to see it. I don't want to pass it on to them as my father passed it on to me through his PTSD Rage attacks.
Depression - Dream Introduction Depression dream is from several years ago, (8/15/2011) when my depression was severe. Between problems with my career and the breakup of my second marriage, the stress was too much to bear. I tried to go on - but my spirit was at a record low - considered 'major depression' by [...]
This one starts out where I am in the Union Cavalry being chased with several other men by Confederate cavalry. They were chasing us down a stream that ran through trees along the bank of the stream. Further down the stream we turned into just regular cowboys and somehow we talked with the Confederates and convinced them we are really cowboys and not soldiers. They wanted some cattle for food and we made some kind of deal. After that we rode up this hill and came to this old granite church. It was an enormous beautiful church several stories high and had twin towers that were massive. The Reverend's wife came to the door, it was a carved crystal door and I think one of our group was wounded and she saw to that and she took us in. Then she made us something to eat and she took care of us. Then I recall leaving the church and went
I get stuck on a helicopter during an attack, hanging from a chain ladder a few feet off the ground - A Viet Cong soldier in black pajamas is charging at me – and the chopper does not move - I am left hanging there - I have been abandoned. closer - I am in a rage because the guys in the chopper don't care about my welfare.
Siege of Defense Mechanisms 8/10/11 I am in this ancient city that is under siege by enemy – I am back in some dwellings with a bunch of townspeople who are worried about what will happen to them when the town falls – It seems to be apparent that the town will fall – the enemy is too strong – I go to the city walls where the fighting is taking place – it is night time; fires and the moonlight are creating an ire effect. […]