| moving Donna Cooke, 46; educational assistant working with developmentally delayed students, Ontario, Canada date of submission: March 2005 I dreamt that i was moving, the dream centered around packing. There wasnt much time to pack. We were moving to manitoulin island, we had bought a small cabin. I didnt know what to do with these two fish i had so i packed them, thinking oh well they will just die. Someone found them and opened them up, they were still alive, i had packed them with wet towels, which i didn’t remember doing. We decided to give them to the neighbour. There were dead bodies i needed to get rid of. They were rolled up in blankets, i dont know who they were or where they came from. I put them in the trunk of my car. At first there were just three then there were two more. I thought that they would start stinking in my car, but they didnt. I never did get rid of them in my dream, that i remember. Our furniture was someplace else and had already been moved. I remember trying to find the right size boxes for the things i had to pack, it was difficult to find the right size. There were toys in the sandbox in the backyard, i thought i would take the toys from inside, put them out there as well, and let the neighbour children have them. They were mostly little playmobile men, and vehicles. My husband suggested why not sell them, i thought maybe that was a good idea, i would sell the ones in the house, because they were a set, and would give the ones that were outside away. We had a guy staying at our place because he had no money and lost his job. He decided he would stay out in the garage in a box. Whoever i was with thought he should stay in the house but i thought it was where he wanted to be in the box in the garage. He asked me for money to buy beer, I was very angry, and told him that that was not the way to handle his problems. He said to me oh you are one of those alcoholic annonymous people. I said yes but that had nothing to do with it, he had no money and he shouldnt be drinking. I set out in the car with the bodies still in the trunk, we stopped at a little restaurant pub type place on the way. The moving guy was there with the paperwork, they gave me a slip of paper to go to the office to get a package of tissue paper for packing. Which made no sense because i had already packed but i wanted it anyway. Next thing i remember is we were driving and there was flooding, at first i thought it was a river, but then realized it was water on the road because there were hydro poles along the roadway. I went by a little cottage that was flooded in water, i felt bad for the owners. We stopped somewhere and went up some stairs, i dont know why. My husbands mother was with me, she was having a hard time on the stairs, it tried to help her but she got angry with me. When i got to our cabin i sat at the front door, and was looking out at all the water that was in front of me, the waves etc. I said to the person sitting beside me an older person i thought was my mother in law but it did not look like her, I think maybe it was my deceased grandma, how could it get any better than this, fresh air, a beautiful ocean, and i could enjoy it every day. Then when i went back into the cabin there was a friend of a friend there, apparently we had gone halfs on the cabin with them. My husband was going to be mad, he didnt like these people. Then i woke up. Donna’s Interpretation I have set out to quit smoking, i have started zyban to help me quit. I have set a plan in place with a support group to help me. I have set a quit date of March 31st. I am determined to quit this time. I think that this dream centres around my plan to quit smoking. I also recently read that if you put your cigarettes in the trunk of your car that this would help you to not smoke in the car. The moving has to do with me moving on with my life as an ex-smoker, making a change in my life. I dont know what relevance the fish have. I think the dead bodies represented cigarettes, trying to get rid of my cigarettes. I had said to my friend the other day quitting was giving up an old friend. My daughter often complains of the smell of smoke in my car. I guess that is why the bodies didnt smell, because i put them away. We have a piece of property we own on manitoulin island, we have been clearing it, we plant to camp there this summer and eventually build a cabin. I assume the packing things up in the right box has to do with regaining control over my life, and not letting cigarettes control me. I dont know what the toys had to do with it. I think they were my sons toys, he is 22 and going through some mental health issues right now. I am worried about him. The guy staying at our house and wanting beer had to do with the fact that i am an alcoholic, i have not had a drink in 4 or 5 years. People keep telling me that if i could quit drinking then quitting smoking should be easy. I dont agree. I think the end when i am sitting at the waters edge, is me when i have quit smoking, breathing easier, enjoying life and its beauty. |