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The Seduction

Dream


I was sitting at the right end (from my perspective) of a long narrow table which stretched off to my left. Sitting along the table to my left were four or five other people, including the radio talk show celebrity, William Stern. I and the others were all regular members of William's radio show, and even now we were in the middle of a radio broadcast.

One of the other members sitting there was a woman named Sandy. She was probably in her early thirties and had dark brown hair which fell below her shoulders. She had an attractive, serious face and a good figure. She seemed to be wearing a long dark brown dress.

While the broadcast was going on, William asked me a question, and I gave him a simple one word answer. Seeing that I obviously was not going to say anything else, Sandy spoke up and told me that William was giving me a chance to say something during the show. It was obvious that Sandy wanted me to say more. But what Sandy did not realize was that I really had no desire to say anything else. I did enjoy being on the show, but I felt comfortable just sitting there and listening without saying anything. I also felt quite secure in my position. I felt as if I were needed on the show, and that even if I did not say anything, William would not try to get rid of me. However, it did appear that William would like for me to say more, and that he was trying to give me every opportunity to do so. So I paid attention to what was being said, thinking that I might actually take some part.


Marked similarity to your other dreams. The table going to the left is similar to the water lanes in one of them. As usual there is the feature woman, you usually introduce by the second paragraph. The radio show is a "broadcast" from the dreammaker inside. It is "to"...you. William plays your logical waking mind...conscious mind. He is seeking "physical conscious knowledge/experience" for understanding. You are too secure to be moved to action. Then your emotions have a go at it...Sandy tries. She is telling you that the purpose of life is to "live" ... to gather experience. This is why she tells you of the "chance" or "opportunity" it is. "She" actually draws sustenance...in the form of memories....for her database....from your experience. Therefore it is important for you to "collect" some....while you can. You are still complacent.

As the conversation continued, the subject of collages came up. This was something which interested me. I knew that although I had not made any collages lately, I had made many collages in the past. I had stored all my collages away at different places, and I was not even sure where they all were.

Collages are like the gumballs of that other dream. They are composite images which comprise a whole picture.

I also remembered that Sandy and I had made a collage together once long ago. I spoke up and mentioned the collage to Sandy and she seemed to vaguely remember. I recalled that the background of the collage had been a blow-up of a white feather. The main picture in the foreground had been a cut-out of the painting of the Nude Maja by Goya. I could still visualize that part of the collage quite vividly. I wondered what had happened to the collage. I thought it might be stored upstairs and I decided that I would go up to look for it.

A white feather hearkens to the bird eggs of Greta. White is understanding, awareness...illumination. The feather is indicative of "flying". The nude maja....I'm not familiar with the actual painting. The nude represents devoid of experience/identity. If a "maja" is female it would represent a subconscious with no data, or no polarization. If it is male it would represent a conscious life with no experiences happening. At rest. Upstairs is "growth" or ascension to another level of awareness.

When I went upstairs, I found myself on the second floor of the Farmhouse Ohio (the two story white frame house on the hilly Farm owned by my father). I knew I had a lot of things stored in the upstairs of the Farmhouse, and I thought it was very possible that the collage was up there. I also thought I had stored there in the upstairs my cardboard box of collage pictures - hundreds of pictures which I had cut out and had ready for collages. I wanted to find them too, because I thought it was time for me to do a new collage. I knew if I were going to do one, it would be best to just do it right then and not put it off.

Indicating that it is time to make some new life experiences...do something new...in your life. This would be to put together and collate all of the memories into a new understanding....the understanding of your own dreams.

As I thought of all the collage pictures I had cut for collages, another thought came to mind. It seemed that I had also cut out a bunch of coupons to use when I bought groceries. In fact it seemed that I had calculated that I had been able to save twenty five percent of my food bill by using coupons. I had taken this to such a point that I had actually saved up enough money by using coupons that I was going to be able to take a trip, probably to Europe, just with the money which I had saved.

The collage is the collection of memories stored in the database of your subconscious mind. Seems to indicate that you have what you need to get started.

When I walked into the back room of the upstairs, I could see myself in a mirror in the room. I noticed how slender and supple my body looked. In fact, it occurred to me that my body very much resembled that of William Stern s. I was also wearing some outrageous clothes - perhaps some black leather pants - clothes such as William might wear. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I began making some wild outlandish faces at myself, accompanying the faces by bizarre comical gestures. I felt completely alone there in the upstairs, and I thought I could make whatever kind of faces and gestures I wanted to. But I wondered what other people would think if they were to see how crazy I acted when I was alone like that.

Trying out new ideas or concepts of "who" you are. Self reflecting on possibilities of who you "can" be.

I finally gave up on finding the collage or my collage pictures, and I went back downstairs. There I found William and Sandy now sitting alone together, side by side, in the kitchen. Although William did not say anything when he saw me, I had the definite impression that he did not want me there, and that he wanted to be alone with Sandy. That seemed strange to me because I knew that William was a married man, and I did not think that he ever cheated on his wife.

Sandy did not seem interested in William, but she was not trying to get away from him either. She seemed in control of the situation, and I did not think anything would happen between her and William. Nevertheless I looked at William and asked, Are you putting the moves on Sandy?

William gave me a funny look, as if to say that was exactly what he was doing, and that I should leave. I decided to do just that.


This is the conscious mind or physical life "seducing" the subconscious into accepting input of new data.

I know that sex is more fun when you don't think of it as a metaphor for an archetypal, fundamental process....but that's what it is. The process is that of the conscious outer world of experience "inputting" its "data" into the subconscious memory banks for "insemination" (association of internal ideas already present), "gestation" and future external "birth" of new ideas and expressions into the physical life and conscious awareness.

All of nature's workings, including the way electromagnetism works, are metaphors for this dual apparatus of mind which is in each of us and with which we have to learn to use properly. Dreams are one of the ways that nature uses to bring this process, with its attendant awesome possibilities to exercise our natural powers of creation, to our conscious awareness.

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