There was some sort of newcomer celebration at the church, but in a field. At home, I threw out all my high heels, leaving one pair of black flats in the closet. I went to talk to Dylan about Austin, and I went to the bathroom but forgot to close the door. I was trying to figure out what happened at a night club some time back. I was also (maybe in this dream or maybe in another) caught in a work situation in a frilly nightgown.
Now, I haven’t been interpreting dreams very long, but if there was ever a dream that was pointing to my persona, this is it. High heels represent discomfort to me on one hand, but also what people expect to see. I think that perhaps this has to do with throwing out my hesitation to be myself – weird dreams and all – and just embracing it. Forget what other people will think. I need to be comfortable myself. Same thing with the bathroom – you are “supposed” to close the door, but in my dream, it wasn’t awkward at all, and I wasn’t uncomfortable. And the nightgown at work? My conscious mind says that I shouldn’t be talking about dreams, and spirits, and angels, and spirituality outside of a very small, private group. But… it’s out there. I’m in my nightgown for all to see. But you know what, it’s a pretty nightgown and I like it. 🙂