Dream Analysis

Toronto SkylineCN Tower, Toronto

My cousin, Betsey, does life coaching, and she offered to analyze a dream for me.  The one I picked out was a doozy:

We lived at the top of something like the CN Tower in Toronto (or the Space Needle in Seattle, but I don’t know the city).  Because we lived there, we didn’t have to wait in line for the public elevators.  At some point my lifelong friend, Maggie, came to visit.  She brought me something, but I don’t remember what it was.

Then I went out and forgot my key, so I had to buy a ticket for the elevator like everyone else.  My Companion (I don’t remember who it was) told me that I should explain that I live there, so I did.  The Ticket Lady was in her 60’s and sort of gruff.  She said that I had to buy a ticket and use a public elevator, but she would go up with me, and refund my money when she saw that I really do live there.  The tickets cost $7.50 each, and they were gray and long (about 6-7 inches) and a little thinner than tickertape.

The Ticket Lady told us to go ahead and get in line.  She busied herself with closing up her ticket booth.  There were 5 ticket booths, all of them manned and lines at each.  But the lines moved pretty fast.  My Companion and I had gone to the booth at the far left.

We went through an opening in the wall directly behind us and into the waiting area.  The line for the elevators was in a wading pool, the water was nicely warm and clean, and amazingly less crowded than the ticket lines.  People really enjoyed the pool as they waited for the elevator.  There were 3 elevators, but they were in a straight line, not curved as you would expect around the tower.  The middle elevator had an enclosed area that hid the people waiting from view.  It was common knowledge that the enclosed area was a Jewish bathhouse.  So I stood in line for the elevator on my right because I’m not Jewish.

The “wading area” for all 3 elevators was between 2 playgrounds for a really tough inner-city elementary school, and we were separated from the playgrounds by cage-like wire.  As my Companion and I waited and enjoyed the water, I looked at the kids on the playground.  One boy on a swing turned and made eye contact with me.  And he gave me the most malevolent look I’ve ever gotten—and he was young, about 6-7 years old!  That look made me shiver.

Then it was our turn to get onto the elevator, and the Ticket Lady was in the pool area, but she didn’t make it onto our elevator.  The elevator was wedge-shaped (like a pie, with one curved side) and it was like an amusement park ride.  There were wire seats that looked like lawn chairs and we were supposed to seatbelt ourselves into the seats.  But the seats weren’t bolted down.  I pulled mine (on the curvy side at a corner) into alignment with the other seats before I sat and buckled up.  The ride to the top was quick, and at the top we met the Ticket Lady.  We knocked at the door and Mom let me in.  The Ticket Lady was gone, but I was sure that she had gone down to get our refund.  Mom scolded me for leaving without my key, and said, “Those bathhouse Jews are homosexuals.”  I said, “All of them?” and she nodded emphatically, “ALL of them!”

I hadn’t felt threatened by the Jews (gay or not, though I doubted that they really were gay), but the kid on the playground had really scared me.  This dream was populated by lots of people I knew, both in our apartment and down in the wading pool.  But the only people I can recall are Mom, Fleur, and my youngest son, Kevin.

The way Betsey analyzed my dream was to actually show me how to analyze the dream myself.  Together we picked out the things that seem to be important symbols and themes: the tower, the elevators, Maggie, whatever Maggie brought me, the key, the tickets, my companion, the ticket lady, the refund, the lines, the ticket booths, the opening in the wall, the waiting area/wading pool, the Jewish bathhouse, the playgrounds, the cage-like wire, the boy on the swing, the wire seats, Mom, the Jews, and Kevin.

Then we went through, item-by-item (or person-by-person) and Betsey instructed me to “be” the item or person.  And she asked me these questions:

  1. Name three adjectives to describe yourself (without thinking too much).
  2. (Item/Person), what is your purpose in this dream?
  3. (Item/Person), what are you trying to tell/show Alisa?
  4. (Item/Person), do you have something to say to Alisa?

 

I took notes, but not on the things that didn’t seem important, so here are some of my notes:

  • Tower – tall, see everything, over everything; “Come up here!”
  • Elevators – open, waiting, enclosing; “Let’s go up!”
  • Maggie – “There are gifts all around if you open your eyes.”
  • Whatever Maggie brought me – “You have gifts that you have not opened.”
  • The key – gold, shiny, important; “Open it up!”
  • Tickets – “I am a substitute key.”
  • My Companion – “I’m here to remind you!”
  • Ticket Lady – “I have tickets for you.”
  • Refund – “Things lost can be restored.”
  • The lines – I don’t think the lines were significant.  I live in a big city (Milan), so lines and crowds are an everyday thing.
  • Ticket booths – “I have tickets for you.”
  • The opening in the wall – “I’ll take you to a different reality.”
  • Waiting area/wading pool – “Take a moment to relax/This is a safe place to relax.”
  • Jewish bathhouse – Chosen, exclusive “You’re not one of us.”
  • Playgrounds – “If you forget your key, you’ll be in danger.”
  • The cage-like wire – thick, impenetrable, transparent
  • The boy on the swing – “I’m gonna get you!”
  • The wire seats – Cold, uncomfortable, unsteady
  • Mom – Home, safety, love; here to reassure; “Everything is going to be OK.”
  • The Jews – Chosen, rigid, conservative; “You’re not one of us.”
  • My son, Kevin – Young, irresponsible, unpredictable; here as a symbol; “You grew out of this phase, so will I!”

Betsey then gave me her perspective:

You live at a higher level than others, always moving up.  Maggie reminds you of gifts that you haven’t opened.  Gifts may be related to keys and tickets.  Your companion is a guide, so is the Ticket Lady.  Lost things can be restored.  There is a place that you can get to with substitute keys.  There is an opening from one reality to another, from busy to tranquil.  There is an unwelcoming, exclusive place.  The playground area is scary and menacing.  Mom is reassuring and reassuringly normal.

Then I told Betsey about my interpretation:

In a nutshell, this is a Rapture dream.  The tower-top apartment is the heavenly destination.  The tower says “Come up here!” just like in Revelation 4:1.  The elevators are a conveyance to take me higher (they never went down!).  The unopened gift is my belief that we don’t use the gifts God has given us to the extent that we ought to (like the first century Christians).  Maggie and my Companion both are the Helper, the Holy Spirit (perhaps the Ticket Lady was also the Holy Spirit).  The refund is the restoration of things to God’s original design.  The playground is the world left behind after the Rapture.  Mom’s warning about the bathhouse Jews was weird and completely in character, therefore reassuringly normal.

The Rapture has been on my mind for about a year now.  I believe that it’s going to be soon.  Don’t get left in the playground!  Come up here!  God is good!

space needleSeattle’s Space Needle

5 thoughts on “Dream Analysis

  1. Wow! What a dream! Elevators, the key, tickets, gifts, the tower. When you mentioned “Come up here,” I thought of Revelation 4 too. The reference to Jews, homosexuality, and bath houses is puzzling, although I view most of those terms as symbolic, not literal. (For example, harlotry in the Bible is symbolic of idolatry.) You and your cousin did an excellent job of picking out the essential elements of the dream.

    I’m a dreamaholic. I recommend John Paul Jackson, Christian dream interpreter, for further analysis of your dream. He has a website and just launched a weekly program called “Dreams and Mysteries.”

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    • Thanks Sheryl!
      I never paid much attention to dreams, but God started communicating to me through dreams. And even though I think this dream just came from my own thoughts, I though it was pretty interesting.
      I’ll check out Dreams & Mysteries.
      Thanks!
      Alisa

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      • Hi Alisa, I could bbe wrong, but I don’t think the dream came from your own thoughts. There are categories of dreams. Some are soulish (our own thoughts), some are demonic, some are from God (Job 33: 14-17). I’ve heard John Paul Jackson (streamsministries.com) talk about elevators. I think it’s an indication that God wants to take you to the next level. I’ve been a Christian for 34 years but never took dreams seriously until several years ago when I had a dream that was more like a night vision. That’s when I discovered John Paul Jackson who uses the Biblical model to interpret dreams. (Many of his teachings are on You Tube.) Your dream intrigues me. Was it in full color? Blessings.

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