I have a recurrent dream that I have had for most of my adult life. I think there are significant dreams and there are idle dreams that one can enjoy and then ignore. The recurrent dream that is mine is that I am in my under shorts, in an urban setting in a crowd of people where I am trying to hide and also trying to find more clothing. The people observe me but make no comment and don't seem interested. I do not recognize any of the people in my dream. They are generic. I feel exposed and embarrassed in the dream and have a sense of urgency to find my clothing.
In the dream of course there is no resolution of my problem because the resolution of the awkward recurrent dream comes from the outside rather than inside the dream. As a result I never find my clothing and the dream fades.
Clothing can be both a cloak or a statement. It may be both, setting aside the obvious like not freezing to death or toiling in the soil in the burning sun. Whether a cloak or a statement the individual himself will have to supply the answer. One's inner and one's outer man are hand in hand. Leonard's song about "My Secret Life" is a touchstone. One can fool most of the people most of the time but you can't fool the inner man. I don't pretend to be an expert on Jungian ideas, but he was always clear that aside from the principles of interpretation, the ultimate testing comes from the individual whose dream experience it was.
I think in my case I took the boy out of the country, but I couldn't take the country out of the boy.
In the dream of course there is no resolution of my problem because the resolution of the awkward recurrent dream comes from the outside rather than inside the dream. As a result I never find my clothing and the dream fades.
Clothing can be both a cloak or a statement. It may be both, setting aside the obvious like not freezing to death or toiling in the soil in the burning sun. Whether a cloak or a statement the individual himself will have to supply the answer. One's inner and one's outer man are hand in hand. Leonard's song about "My Secret Life" is a touchstone. One can fool most of the people most of the time but you can't fool the inner man. I don't pretend to be an expert on Jungian ideas, but he was always clear that aside from the principles of interpretation, the ultimate testing comes from the individual whose dream experience it was.
I think in my case I took the boy out of the country, but I couldn't take the country out of the boy.
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