Annette1
Jedi
The following is a dream I had that was very vivid and seemed so odd at the time (mid 1998). I originally interpreted this dream as being one of "mental vs. physical." However, since delving into this site, some points have become rather curious to say the least. I dubbed this dream "the flying sex dream".
I am in what seems a sort of semi open air market or mall and I am seated at a table directly across from a man who I am chatting with, though he is a stranger to me. I don't recall what our conversation was about but it seems it was interesting, intelligent and pleasant. The man is in traditional Middle-Eastern attire, only I cannot see his face as it is always in the shadows of his classic shora/smagh and egal, but I notice his eyes which glow the color of embers. However, none of this frightens or threatens me. The man then says to me, "You will remember 1948." I look at him rather puzzled and he repeats this sentence which comes across in the most authoritive manner. At first I interpret this as a calendar year (and it is how it was spoken in the dream; nineteen forty eight) and my first thought was that I was not even born in 1948. I begin to wonder if I have traveled backward in time and I scrutinize my surroundings, noting that I seem to be outside of the USA and in the Middle East. However, it doesn't appear to look like what I imagine 1948 to look like. The man pushes a piece of paper across the table toward me with "1948" written on it. Before I am able to ponder this, the man then says to me, "You will wear the veil." I explain to him that this is not my custom and I decline. With authoritive insistence he repeats the sentence and pushes a folded veil in the shape of a triangle across the table at me. I stand up and to my own surprise I unfold the veil and put it on. The entire time I am wondering to myself why am I doing this. (putting this veil on) This is so out of character for me. (I wonder this to myself in the dream, not with an awareness of dreaming.) Suddenly the man is standing directly in front of me and he raises my arms above my head, my left hand in his right and my right hand in his left. But his hands/fingers sort of extend and curl over mine. At the same time his feet/toes do the same to mine and in an instant we are horizontal with me on the bottom and in mid air. Under his power, I realize we are flying. (I never recall a dream in which I am flying, so this is significant, but I note that I am not doing so under my own power.) Simultaneously, I also realize the man is having sex with me. Curiously, I do not have a sense of violation. Instead, I am mentally trying to analyze if I like the sex better or if I like the flying better and I never make a decision. Meanwhile, I am noticing that we are flying over vast areas of land, much of it seems to be uninhabited, but I observe deserts and mountains and cities. I somehow perceive that this man is conveying to me that this land belongs to him. Then we are flying over a public area about 10 to 15 feet in the air above people. I am mildly concerned that these people will notice we are having sex, but the people react like this is a common occurrence and go about their activities. Next, I wake up in a small room filled with pillows which cover the floor. It seems the room is lighted by daylight through a long, narrow opaque window. I begin contemplating what went on with this strange man and I perceive that I have unwittingly taken part in some unfamiliar ritual. I don't recall if there was a door in the room or not, but somehow I am confined in this room. At this point the man suddenly reappears and pounces on me, toppling me onto the pillows. He is ardently kissing me and I can feel myself physically succumbing to his advances, but my brain is warning me not to allow this to happen as the ritual will be completed if I do and I will lose my freedom. I recall thinking no amount of flying sex is worth that. It becomes a real struggle in my dream. A struggle of mental vs. physical. I fight for all I am worth attempting to push this man away from me and it is at this point in my dream that I become really alarmed. At no point until then am I ever fearful in this dream, even when I encounter a man with glowing eyes! Suddenly I wake up. I actually felt like I was struggling and as if I was snatched away in the middle of a kiss and I was breathing heavily from fear.
Much of this dream seemed straight forward to me at the time. Now I think I have a better idea of who the man represented and the veil. However the "1948" thing never made any sense to me. The dream contained sex, but did not seem sexual to me or the "sex" was competing with "flying" so I am not certain of the significance of that, unless it just represented enjoyable physical sensations for me. I don't know if the Middle East had any significance. This was 3 years prior to 9/11. If anyone wants to share insight on this, please do. By the way, I was not taking any melatonin.
Apologies to all - wasn't sure I should start a new thread. Thanks for the suggestion Esoquest.
I am in what seems a sort of semi open air market or mall and I am seated at a table directly across from a man who I am chatting with, though he is a stranger to me. I don't recall what our conversation was about but it seems it was interesting, intelligent and pleasant. The man is in traditional Middle-Eastern attire, only I cannot see his face as it is always in the shadows of his classic shora/smagh and egal, but I notice his eyes which glow the color of embers. However, none of this frightens or threatens me. The man then says to me, "You will remember 1948." I look at him rather puzzled and he repeats this sentence which comes across in the most authoritive manner. At first I interpret this as a calendar year (and it is how it was spoken in the dream; nineteen forty eight) and my first thought was that I was not even born in 1948. I begin to wonder if I have traveled backward in time and I scrutinize my surroundings, noting that I seem to be outside of the USA and in the Middle East. However, it doesn't appear to look like what I imagine 1948 to look like. The man pushes a piece of paper across the table toward me with "1948" written on it. Before I am able to ponder this, the man then says to me, "You will wear the veil." I explain to him that this is not my custom and I decline. With authoritive insistence he repeats the sentence and pushes a folded veil in the shape of a triangle across the table at me. I stand up and to my own surprise I unfold the veil and put it on. The entire time I am wondering to myself why am I doing this. (putting this veil on) This is so out of character for me. (I wonder this to myself in the dream, not with an awareness of dreaming.) Suddenly the man is standing directly in front of me and he raises my arms above my head, my left hand in his right and my right hand in his left. But his hands/fingers sort of extend and curl over mine. At the same time his feet/toes do the same to mine and in an instant we are horizontal with me on the bottom and in mid air. Under his power, I realize we are flying. (I never recall a dream in which I am flying, so this is significant, but I note that I am not doing so under my own power.) Simultaneously, I also realize the man is having sex with me. Curiously, I do not have a sense of violation. Instead, I am mentally trying to analyze if I like the sex better or if I like the flying better and I never make a decision. Meanwhile, I am noticing that we are flying over vast areas of land, much of it seems to be uninhabited, but I observe deserts and mountains and cities. I somehow perceive that this man is conveying to me that this land belongs to him. Then we are flying over a public area about 10 to 15 feet in the air above people. I am mildly concerned that these people will notice we are having sex, but the people react like this is a common occurrence and go about their activities. Next, I wake up in a small room filled with pillows which cover the floor. It seems the room is lighted by daylight through a long, narrow opaque window. I begin contemplating what went on with this strange man and I perceive that I have unwittingly taken part in some unfamiliar ritual. I don't recall if there was a door in the room or not, but somehow I am confined in this room. At this point the man suddenly reappears and pounces on me, toppling me onto the pillows. He is ardently kissing me and I can feel myself physically succumbing to his advances, but my brain is warning me not to allow this to happen as the ritual will be completed if I do and I will lose my freedom. I recall thinking no amount of flying sex is worth that. It becomes a real struggle in my dream. A struggle of mental vs. physical. I fight for all I am worth attempting to push this man away from me and it is at this point in my dream that I become really alarmed. At no point until then am I ever fearful in this dream, even when I encounter a man with glowing eyes! Suddenly I wake up. I actually felt like I was struggling and as if I was snatched away in the middle of a kiss and I was breathing heavily from fear.
Much of this dream seemed straight forward to me at the time. Now I think I have a better idea of who the man represented and the veil. However the "1948" thing never made any sense to me. The dream contained sex, but did not seem sexual to me or the "sex" was competing with "flying" so I am not certain of the significance of that, unless it just represented enjoyable physical sensations for me. I don't know if the Middle East had any significance. This was 3 years prior to 9/11. If anyone wants to share insight on this, please do. By the way, I was not taking any melatonin.
Apologies to all - wasn't sure I should start a new thread. Thanks for the suggestion Esoquest.