revelation
about the tigers. mm pointed out something to me about the dreams. about the oh-so-obvious fact that one wasn't really a tiger, he was a kitten. kitten, now where have we heard that before?
anyway, i sort of dismissed it, because in the dream it really was a little tiger, not my dear ex-boyfriend, but this morning i was thinking about it again after last night's dream discussion with TT and i had a revelation. see, tigers are supposed to represent repressed feelings or emotions that frighten you also female sexuality, aggression and seduction.
in both dreams i loved the tiger, but with the kitten, he was just so cute and sweet that he wasn't at all threatening. kind of like my kitten. the love was scary, but he coudn't really hurt me. he was too little.
in the second dream, the tiger was an adult and it was all too obvious that right behind the easy affection and my seeming control, was a power that could knock me down and tear me limb from limb if he wanted to. and the point of it all was whether or not i could trust that he didn't want to.
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