Dreams of Sex are Metaphors for Intimacy in Relationships

12 February 2017

Usually when I dream of other people I don’t tell them, I just work through the lesson and apply it. When we dream of someone and it’s positive, it’s good to think of their positive qualities because the dream is about how these qualities are also developing in the dreamer. If we dream of someone and it’s negative, then there is good learning here too. We can think of how do we do that kind of negative behaviour to our Self and we can change things to make them better. When the negatives have a place of origin within abuse or traumatic environments the change and growth can take some time but in the end, all things are possible. My life journey is living proof of that.

So here is my dream. It’s a bit sexual in nature which means it is about integrating with a positive quality of the person I dreamed about. Remember: sex in dreams is a metaphor for intimacy in real life. And real life intimacy is in relationships where there is a lot of Truth, Understanding, Compassion, Strength, Cooperation, etc.

Here is the dream:

In the dream I was working at home at the table. A.A. came up behind me and asked what I was working on. I said a few things. Then he pressed himself right close to me and asked a few more things and leaned over. I commented again about the work and ignored how close he was. The whole right side of his legs and some of his torso was pressed up against my whole left side but I kept turning back to the computer to type.

But then I finished what I was working on and closed the screen and he was still there. He pressed in again and I didn’t move and I had nothing left to say because my work was done. He was talking although now I don’t know what he was saying. As he spoke he got an erection and my left elbow was sort of locked between his abdomen and his erect penis. I was afraid to move it away and turn him on more but I didn’t want to leave it there either.

He kept talking and what he said made sense so I didn’t feel afraid but I didn’t understand what was going on either.

Then it was a different man and he laid down on the table and said “let’s play.” and I said, “Yeah I can play.” So I laid down too and then our bodies got really close and tangled together.

We didn’t kiss though.

Then we go in different directions and he goes back to his room and I go back to mine.

Now it’s like I’m at a home staying with/living with his family but the house is much bigger than in reality and he & his wife have the main floor and his children & family have a full finished basement. I’m on the main floor in a side room. There’s a table beside my bed with a few stones, photographs, etc on it and I notice one that his wife has selected which is inspiring. I don’t know what to think of what has happened and I feel…something I can’t explain.

So then I end up chatting with her a bit. She’s prepared baked goods for a grand-child who is doing well in a sport like gymnastics and she’s making a video, wearing an apron. I give her praise on what she’s doing. I thought I could help but when I see what she’s doing I see there’s nothing I can add.

Then I go to another room and I find him there wearing a white martial arts uniform. He is wearing three belts all at once – yellow, advanced blue and red, although the red is hidden and looks like it’s going to fall off.

He has a ball of other belts tangled up on the floor, dusty and some dirt on them. He starts untangling them and he has cleared the space in the kitchen to practice some forms. I’m intrigued and I ask, “which martial art you are trained in?” He just keeps untangling the belts and mumbles a few things. I realize that he is not sure and I realize I am more advanced in the martial arts then he is. That throws me off a bit because I wanted to spare with him but I didn’t want to be his senior.

I go back to my room and tidy a bit and am thinking how to go back and participate when it looks like he has more belts than I do but really I have more skill. I go to the washroom and realize that there is about the same age between some young guy who has a crush on me and this older man who wants to spare with me. Then I realize things I didn’t realize before.

I go for a run instead of going to the kitchen and as I’m running I go to two places, a little shop & a restaurant, and then I’m headed back to his house with a plan but I realize I am now running on sock feet. I must have started out wearing shoes I tell myself so I must have forgotten them somewhere while on the run. I pause to think of going back for them or taking my socks off and going back to the house.

I decide to take my socks off and go back to the house to spare with him and then to go back and get my shoes after dinner.

So when I woke up I was walking barefoot heading to his house.

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When dealing with issues, having an attitude of play is always the best policy. So I’m sure with some playfulness I can find and apply the solution to this dream.