I am always worried about having money to go to the Philippines to meet a dear friend of mine and also to attend an interview. Yesterday night, I had a strange dream. I dreamed of my uncle telling me that he will sponsor my tickets and money for expenses. Then I happened to be washing my dirty feet in my Uncle’s bathroom. No doubt my uncle has been a benefactor to the family. I believe that the symbol of my Uncle was a condensation of winning a lottery ticket. Washing my dirty feet is getting rid of worry and tension.
Yesterday, the 21st September August 2014, I woke up early at 2:30 AM. I had two dreams, in fact three; I don’t remember the third.
In one dream, I was battering a dog to death. In another I was standing on the foot board of bus with an open door. A lioness, not fully matured attempted to jump in and bite my genitals.
I would like to use two Freudian notions for the analysis of these dreams. One is condensation and it refers to several symbolic states that can be interpreted from the dream.
Another Freudian notion is displacement and it refers to the dream trying to disguise some worse behavior, action, trait.
In the two dreams that I have had, I would like to contradict Freud by saying that both the Freudian notions—-condensation and displacement over lap.
The dog is a symbol of faithfulness, loyalty and acute sensitivity of smell in one realm. Why I am I trying to destroy these instincts that could have meaning in life as creativity, new individuality of experience and passion. In another realm, the dog in mating is a heterosexual. Am I trying to repress my sexuality by massacring the Dog. Here I would like to transcend the dream and rejuvenate all those instincts, thoughts, feelings actions and states and express, fulfill them as authentic experiences.
The Lioness trying to bite my genitals is even more curious. In one interpretation, I find convention, tradition and marriage ( an arranged one) has tried to choke out my sexual instincts. Am I being limited by the social mores of the society and being unable to exercise a creative spontaneity of passionate exploration of sexuality.
What is baffling me is in both the dreams condensation and displacement overlap.