Thursday, June 4, 2009

Talking with the Devil in my dreams?

*I don't normally make a formal recording of my dreams, but when a dream causes me to wake with my heart pounding and leaves me entirely uneasy I think maybe it would be a good idea to write it down in attempt to do a little dream analysis.

My boyfriend and I were watching a movie in a theater (it was a small theater, old and intimate versus a regular commercial movie theater). The rustic reclining seats were red and next to the arm rests were little tables with lamps to set your drinks on. Once the movie was over we left, but I soon remembered that I forgot something by my seat, under the table.
We go back to get it and there is an old woman hunched over one of the other seats, cleaning.
Brandon and I are joking around, she is simply observing.
I somehow know that she would be able to provide me valuable insight on our relationship so I wanted to stay and ask her what she thought. She said that she would answer any three questions that I may have (even though I do not recall ever hearing her speak) so I started to think of questions that I wanted answers to...
I come up with two rather personal questions (questions which I really want answered in real life but am too afraid to ask).
A third, a third... I need a third...
While I am contemplating Brandon wants to leave. He heads to the door, turns back and asks me "What, you want to talk with the devil??"
I glance over at the old woman. She looked innocent and sweet with her handkerchief over her gray hair; her hunched back; her wrinkled skin. Her dress was white but with all the red and yellow little flowers that were printed onto the fabric it seemed very colorful, but muted. Almost as if it had seen better days before the washing machine got its hands upon it. The white apron that was tied around her waist was clean and pristine. She had just got on shift apparently.
This woman? SHE was the devil?
No, I'll be OK.
"I'll just be a minute" I say
And he was gone.
As I turn to face the old woman she looked up at me with a genuinely evil grin on her face. This is when she changes shape and I realize that he was right.
The scene became chaotic. I tried to scream his name but my voice was but a silent whisper. As she made her way over to me I woke up in a panic...

I can still the look she gave me when I close my eyes.

7 comments:

Claire, Deep Water Leaf Society said...

Hi Rebecca,

I stumbled across your blog because of my interest in dreamwork. I think your dream is very interesting and probably trying to tell you something important (most scary dreams are trying hard to really get our attention).

If this were my dream, I might wonder if somewhere in my waking life I might be going somewhere for answers to my deepest questions (maybe to a person, maybe to books, maybe to a religious institution, maybe to a particular philosophy, or maybe even to some part of myself). Whatever the source, it might seem to me to be helpful, innocent and benign but on closer inspection that source may not have my best interests in mind at all.

I'm intrigued that this source of advice is a "cleaning woman" - if this were my dream I might ask who or what in my life to I look to as someone/something who "cleans things up for me."

Also, the intimate little movie theater makes me think, if this were my dream, that if I step back and observe my life as though it were a movie, I might recognize this cleaning woman/Devil character.

I also reflect that the Devil is known for telling lies and stealing souls. If I can figure out who that Devil is in waking life, I would definitely stop going there for advice, particularly about my relationships.

Remember that dreams come always in the service of healing and wholeness. Dreams also ask to be honored with action. If we ignore the message, dreams will keep bringing it to us in other forms.

Thanks for sharing your dream in your blog! I hope my input is helpful in some way.

Rebecca said...

Thank you!
It is always nice getting a different perspective on things and what you said makes me stop and think because lately I have been asking myself, so to speak, tough questions on what I think I should do about certain situations (both of which the questions I wanted to ask were about).
I find that I tend to sabotage myself and give myself bad advice (it happens more and more as the years progress). Most notably, telling myself to simply run away from situations in order to not get hurt. Not necessarily the greatest advice for the long haul I think.
Sounds like I need to start getting second opinions :)

Laura said...

Whenever I have dreams, I always strip them down of their vivid details, and put them into simpler more logical format. It's easy for artistic minds to really make an interesting story up.

So here is your dream stripped down-

1) You and your boyfriend having a great time in a comfortable relaxed setting.
2) You are drawn away from having this good time, by the urge to know if things will work out in the relationship.
3)He allows you to be drawn away to an extent, but then tries to warn you about where you are at.
4)You decide you like where you are at, and know better then to let him protect you.
5)He realizes this and leaves.
6) You are left alone with evil and fear of your own choosing.

I also found it interesting that the reason you ended up talking to the devil, is because you went back. Leaving what is currently happening, to find something old, and worn, covored or maybe even masked with a clean white apron?

Anonymous said...

Hi Rebecca,

I had a dream like yours last night and i googled it. Thats how I found your blog.

Talking to devil was not strange to me I talked to Him before but the strange thing was never this close. I mean we were like pals. He killed some guys and I was there watching Him, asking questions about stuff and He answered all of them treated me like a friend.

I wasn't even scared. I watched him kill innocient people and made fun of it. I remember one question clearly. I asked him that he ever talked to God and he said yes. once they were good friends and now they dont even see each other. I laughed and asked how did you used to speak was it lake 'good morning God -good morning Devil!' or something? He was sad then and said yes.

The Devil I saw was kind of handsome man with muscular body but had horns and a beard.

Now I'm here writing all down not scared at all.I saw the Devil make horrible things to humans even holly water didnt make any sense to him. He tore a man's arm and I saw it and I didnt even scream it seemed so normal to me and as if we were friends for a very long time. I think this is wierd. Usually people go nuts when they see things like that.

I think I can use help :/

Rebecca said...

"I also found it interesting that the reason you ended up talking to the devil, is because you went back. Leaving what is currently happening, to find something old, and worn, covored or maybe even masked with a clean white apron?"

I like this anaylsis... going back to the old ways in an attempt to keep new, uncharted things from happening.. Sometimes protecting yourself actually ends up hurting yourself in the end.

Rebecca said...

I guess I would have to ask if you have many friendships? And if you do, do any of them make you feel like you have no control?
Maybe one of your close friends does things that you do not necessarily approve of and you stand by watching without any means to stop them and your subconscious is trying to tell you that these things are not right (ie why he is the devil).
The fact that you see him as a somewhat handsome, muscular man (the ideal man in the eyes of society) makes me think that maybe you look up to this person, but not for the right reasons. And since you are so used to his antics, seeing the horrible things that he does is simply commonplace to you by now, but abhorrible in the eyes of society.
This doesn’t make you crazy you know, dreams to me are a way for your subconscious to speak to you and since your logical mind has no control over what it is saying it can be candid and truthful about the way you really feel about situations. Other times they can seem to be completely crazy and out there, but if you look closely enough you’d be surprised.

böö said...

Hey Rebbeca I'm the anonymous writer..
I just opened a blog about games :)
Anyway I just saw your comment..
You know what you are absoluetly right about the close friend thing!
He is such a trouble and i^ve been avoiding all that bad stuff he has been doing..
thanx a lot u've helped me honestly..