A Beach and a Narrow Space

I had yet another of my recurring dreams last night. A lot actually happened in the dream, a lot that I can’t remember, unfortunately. The whole dream itself wasn’t one I ‘d had before, but parts of the dream were.

Two parts in particular: A beach, and an enclosed space.

The enclosed space is really a ‘feature’ that occurs regularly in my dreams, but I wouldn’t say it is a recurring dream in itself. It is usually a place where I have to squeeze through to move forward, but there is no way to go back. In the past I have had to squeeze through tiny doors, gates, windows and spaces between rocks; but last night I had to squeeze between two pillars in a castle wall.

The walls were stone, and I had been following a group of people along a corridor. I must have been on a tour or something, but this corridor was like a maze. Lots of left and right turns, different corridors going off in all directions, and no way back in a hurry. I reached the end of the corridor, and noticed that the people I had been following were now through this gap. There were other people behind me, and the corridor was only wide enough for one person at a time. I had to get through this gap,which was half the size that I was, but as the others had got through before me, I had to squeeze through.

This part of the dream ended here, with me about to start going through this hole, but I have the feeling that I managed it. I always seem to be able to get through the tiniest of spaces in my dreams – which, considering I fly quite a lot in them, isn’t really that surprising.

The next part of my dream is a recurring dream in itself, but last night it too was a feature. A large beach, more so an enclosed bay with steps at the back of the beach leading up to the road or whatever led to the beach. The weather is usually glorious, although on occasions I have been there in a torrential downpour! Last night, I was walking along the road at the top of the beach, but I didn’t go down to the sand or to the water’s edge. I was aware that I was watching someone on the beach, and I get the feeling that they were watching me too.

Looking into the meanings of the dreams, I think the squeezing through a tiny space must have something to do with me not being happy with my weight. I can fit into tight spaces but it isn’t very comfortable! But, I manage to get through to the other side (I think… I have in the past anyway!) so it may also be a message to have a go at something that I may think I can’t do… I may find that really I can (although I will resist the temptation to try flying here!)

The open beach dream, I think, must fit in with my other dreams of open spaces (the large houses with many rooms, the underground kingdom, flying, being on the mountain top) and could either indicate freedom, or I feel that I want to be free. The dreams always have a good feel to them, so I can’t see them representing the ‘trapped in’ feeling, but having said that I once read that dreams can mean the opposite of what they are showing us.

If that is the case, then after last night’s dream, I must either be feeling trapped and unable to free myself or not. Very contradictory. I think I’ll take the dreams at face value, and allow myself the feelings of being free, and just go for it!

I could trap myself in my thoughts if I wanted to – and I do love to think – but there is more to life than just thoughts alone! I have plenty of ideas in this little old head of mine… I think I’ll set one or two of them free, and see what happens!