PTSDreams by Linda Yael Schiller

Author:Linda Yael Schiller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ptsd dreams;pts dreams;dreams;dreamwork;nightmares;healing nightmares;healing from ptsd;healing ptsd dreams;healing dreams;healing your dreams;healing trauma;healing trauma through dreams;linda schiller;linda yael schiller;CVR02082022;CVR03082022;CVR03162022
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2022-08-02T14:48:45+00:00

Recurring Dreams in Metaphor

Now let’s look at several other recurring dreams that did not begin as replay of trauma but started out in their own metaphoric, dreamish language.

Example 1: From Trapped to Loved

Samantha frequently dreams of being held down, trapped, stuck, or buried under something. Her dreams come in several variations of this metaphor. Let’s look at three of these dreams:

Dream 1: I am trapped in a room with a large lion laying on top of me. It is terrifying. I need and want to get up and go, but I am afraid that if I move I will disturb the lion and he will attack me. So, I stay very still; it seems easier to just do that.

Dream 2: I am in a narrow, round space that is beneath ground—surrounded by dirt walls—almost like a vertical tunnel. It feels like some kind of kiva. I am on a ladder that reaches out of the space through a small opening where I can see the daylight from the sky above. It is the only way out of the cave. Above me on the ladder is another woman, and she is climbing very, very slowly. I start to feel claustrophobic; I am sweaty, feeling panic … I want her to move faster so I can climb to the top and get to the fresh air and light. My heart is racing. I am so mad that she won’t move faster. I am terrified and uncomfortable and angry and feel out of control.

Dream 3: I am told that my daughter has to go to a psychiatric hospital without my knowledge or consent. When I protest, they say that I have to be hospitalized too. I try to protest, but they are not having it. When I start to take a walk around a beautiful pond that I see on the hospital grounds, they tell me that walking is not allowed, and I have to stay confined to one bench. I become very agitated at this point and start screaming ferociously and freaking out in a way that I never experienced in life. My body is shaking and sweating. I become aware that in the middle of this fury that it feels good to be so angry and I am actually impressed with my own ability to rage so loudly. I could stop if I wanted to at anytime, I am actually in control of it even if it doesn’t look like it. Inside of the rage is a core of calmness. This feels like a big discovery. Then a staff person offers me use of a phone although it is against the rules. Her name is Pranja, which is the name of a friend of mine. This feels like a sign from the universe that things will work out okay. I give her a big, melting hug.

In this series of nightmares, we see three differences from Jay’s series of dreams. One, these are all metaphorical, not a replay of anything she literally experienced and two, they present a series of different images and narratives.

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