Tunnel Vision
Each in separate cars, Keith and I were on our way somewhere. As I drove behind him, all of a sudden he made a quick turn and disappeared from my sight. I immediately took note of the fact that my phone was not with me. Of course, I could still ‘see’ him worriedly dialing it over and over to no avail, not understanding why I didn’t answer. A mile or two further up the road I turned the car around, parked, got out and started walking back the direction I’d seen him last.
As I was walking, I happened upon a grocery cart. Not just any old grocery cart – one that I could push off with one foot and ride on down the sidewalk like a skateboard! This baby was slick as a whistle and was getting me places fast. That is, until I noticed I was skimming through what seemed to be a bad side of town – then it started skipping and giving problems. Suddenly passersby started throwing garbage at me and calling me homeless. Not a good feeling.
While still pushing the cart along I noticed a familiar face – a former schoolmate named Seth. I asked Seth if he’d seen Keith, to which he replied “Yeah, he’s over at DNA.” Now I had no idea where this DNA place was, but it didn’t appeal to me to find out. I turned around and began the trek back to my car.
I never located Keith.
By the time I reached my car I’d made the decision to take a little vacation all by myself. I somehow ended up with a reservation at what was to be a very large and swanky log cabin located in the mountains. I remember draining my savings to pay for myself 3 nights at this place for the sum total of exactly $2967.00 or $2963.00 (that last digit is foggy though I repeated it several times). I got there only to find I had to dig my way underground in a tunnel to actually reach my final destination. I used a huge outdoor umbrella and other objects to push the heavy dirt out of the way; it took a long time to dig my way there. When I finally arrived I was filthy, but gave the guy a check and went inside to check out my beautiful One-Grand-Per-Night posh quarters. I was appalled to find it resembled something like a concentration camp, with one huge darkened room containing 8-10 double beds; meaning I was bunking with others. The linens and curtains were yellowed and worn. No bath or shower was afforded, just one 4×4 room with a toilet. The other ‘guests’ seemed as appalled as I was, but for some reason were planning on fulfilling their stay.
I demanded a full refund, which I received after having to wait an hour for the guy to return from lunch. Meanwhile, my Mom met me ‘on the outside’ after I emerged from the tunneled hole (exiting was the same as entering, after all). I’d forgotten my luggage, and was despaired to find I would be forced to dig back through that long set of tunnels in order to gather my belongings. My Mom insisted on coming with me even though I’d advised her how hard the trip would be. And so, we began.
A kiss on the cheek awoke me from the dream. I was told to have a great day and that I was loved. Keith was leaving for work.
Because you know this is how I roll, here’s a few search results in my quest to find the meaning of this dream. I find that a few closely correspond with current events in my life… a few don’t.
- To see freshly stirred dirt in your dream symbolizes thriftiness and frugalness. Dirt is also representative of situations where you have been less than honorable and may have acted in a devious manner. You are trying to conceal or bury your questionable behavior.
- To dream that you are living underground signifies a loss of status and wealth and even the longing for a greater piece of mind and sanctuary. You may be placing these matters and thoughts into the subliminal part of your mind.
- Dreams that take place underground represent the dreamer’s need to explore feelings – possibly painful ones – that up until now they’ve kept hidden. Coming back up or emerging from underground in the dream suggests that the dreamer is ready to do this.
- To dream of being underground is associated with feeling the need to hide oneself from other people or situations. Such a dream is typically the result of great shame, guilt and low self-esteem. Something could be going on under the surface or a change in lifestyle may be indicated.
- To dream that you are digging, indicates that you are working to hard to uncover the truth in a problem that is haunting you. You may also be overly preoccupied with trying to find out about yourself, your reputation and your self-identity. Alternatively, the dream suggests that you are working on getting to the root of some issue. Or the dream could be a metaphor to imply an insult.
- In a nutshell, any type of dream where you find yourself underground shows that you have a prominent fear of losing control of your life and that you are worried about failure.
Life of Bon 
It sounds like you had a really rough night ..
March 21, 2012 at 6:52 pm
Yeah, and I attempted to drag you along with me! haha 🙂
March 21, 2012 at 7:13 pm
“of losing control of your life” especially if you are 6 ft. under(ground)
March 21, 2012 at 8:21 pm
That’s a TEN for sure, Carl!!
March 21, 2012 at 9:14 pm
I hate having weird dreams. It messes with my head all the next day. I am not interpreter of dreams by any means but there were so many thoughts/questions running through my mind as I read your post.
Is there fear of abandonment? When you do experience insecurity/abandonment, how do you react (abandoning a safe mode, such as a car, to rely on old patterns of independence, as to walk/push a cart)? When you find yourself in a sticky situation, do you overcompensating for scary emotions (such as the $1,000/night booking) only to find that’s a messy situation too?
I would say that you are a very strong woman, ever eager to remove yourself from any unhealthy situation regardless of the cost and regardless of how passive others may be. I would say that you are a very beautiful woman, ever longing to be recognized for your beauty and value, worthy to be treated with luxury and royalty. I would say that your mother loves you very much and is willing to come to your rescue regardless of the cost as well.
I’m only just waking up myself so don’t mind me if this makes no sense and is totally out of order! 🙂
March 22, 2012 at 10:45 am
Debbie you do pretty darn well at interpreting dreams if you ask me. 🙂 And it’s amazing the difference a day makes, because today I see many more things that didn’t jump out at me yesterday.
Perhaps there is an underlying fear of abandonment, or change in the way a person feels – I don’t doubt that at all. The more I think about it today, it seems all the ‘hard work’ I needed to put forth to reach my destination also comes into play in my reality. I also believe the lack of a phone on my behalf signaled lack of communication, another real issue. In yearning for the one thing I want so much in life, to know my mate really wants to be with me for the rest of his life – commitment. I think I went looking for something to satisfy my lack of this in my dream, much like some women like to shop when they’re down. You are so right about my Mother – she’s a very special lady and will always be my best friend.
I so appreciate your comment, and that you took an interest in what it could be interpreted as. I love to hear others views and learn from them. Hugs! 🙂
March 22, 2012 at 11:34 am
Believe it or not I had to go back to the 7th paragraph just to confirm that you were narrating your dream. 🙂 But of course I knew it was when I got to that particular part which obviously tell it is a dream.
Well, thank you for the pieces of information about what those events in your dreams represent. I was thinking, what were the “true to your life” representation/s among what you narrated there? Sorry for digging. That’s completely no command.
March 22, 2012 at 11:54 pm
I love dreams and their interpretations. I can usually gather something worth taking from most. A few are just stupid – but others advise… of that I’m sure of.
I’m sorry, Sony – I’ll be the first to admit this post was very obtuse. It all has to do with relationships and commitments (marriage). Thanks so much for being the first to ask. 🙂
Stay tuned for tomorrow’s post… I could use your advice.
March 23, 2012 at 12:33 am
I see. And, I ‘d be honest too in saying that I didn’t get the point until you told that. 🙂
March 23, 2012 at 12:46 am
I dreamt about dirt twice in my life, actually it was muddy waters – each time was when I was very concerned about the well being of a family member.
March 24, 2012 at 9:48 am
That’s really something, GB. I firmly believe most dreams have some significant meaning behind them.
March 24, 2012 at 11:13 am
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