Psychotherapy for the Soul

My Dream Interpretation class (or better called Dream Working class) is like my twice weekly dose of therapy. Dr. Jowaissas is amazing. On the outside looking in, one could misconstrue this class as a quack group of people parading around claiming they can tell people what their dreams mean. On the contrary, in this class we learn that dreams are a creation of our own minds, and therefore can probably tell us something useful about ourselves, after all, we are their creators! We can ask insightful questions to lead others to consider important aspects of their dreams, but only the dreamer can really know what a dream means.

I had a very important insight while in class today as it pertains to a dream snippit I had last night. And in my best MathNet voice I will say: The names have been changed, but the problems are real. Sarah, Matt, Tyler, and I were at an old skating rink that had been turned into a dance club. There weren't very many people there but the ones that were, were dancing. It was light enough to see clearly the room and people around me. Sarah, Matt, Tyler, and I were leaning against the snack bar chit chatting. I was especially glad that Tyler was there. I've always had a little crush on him. Suddenly he comes up and starts dancing with me. I started laughing but kept dancing. He's so cute. I look up and Joe walks in the door and sees me dancing with Tyler. (I had previously been seeing Joe off and on.) For a split second, I think, "I should stop. He's going to be mad." But courage takes over and I decide, screw it. He's never done anything for me. So I keep dancing. What's funny is I don't even recall Joe having a reaction. He just kinda disappeared. So Tyler and I finish dancing. Then he buys me a cookie. It was a big deal to me that he was paying for it. He handed me $11. Two 5's and a 1. I was like, wow that was an expensive cookie. And he goes, no the rest is for you , just keep it. I felt really good about that.

The more I thought about that dream today, the more I thought it might be telling me something. Maybe I need to let go of something that is unproductive in my life. Maybe I need to have the courage to at least be willing to dance with someone else. And maybe, when I do, not only will I get what I need, I'll get more than I need. And maybe it will be good.

That's a great feeling.