One would do well to treat every dream as though it were a totally unknown object. look at it from all sides, take it in your hand, carry it about with you, let your imagination play around with it

In a forest, 

By a river,

I met a magical child, 

A child of God,

She was alone.

I said, "what do you want?"

She Said 

"I'VE COME TO SHOW YOU THE WAY"

I said: "the way, like the Dao?"

She Said:

"NO, YOUR WAY"

"Archetypes intervene in the shaping of conscious contents by regulating, modifying and motivating them".

C.G. Jung

  There are three phases,
They are occurring simultaneously,
Phase one is knowing and doing something,
Phase two is too mysterious to name,
Phase three is a resolution.
 

I am doing this now,
Lola is with me.
It seems as if this might be frightening,
But it is not.
 

I am going to do this,
A teaspoonful of it.
Like a spice or medicine.

  The amount of knowledge,
In a hard boiled egg,
Is proportional,
To the length of the spine,
From the top of the neck,
To the tip of the coccyx.

Peel your three eggs,
And consider,
How much meaning,
Is in each one.

"The least of things with a meaning is worth more than the greatest of things without it". 

C.G. Jung

I was walking in the forest with you, 

And I was a young fairy wandering in the forest and you was talking to me,

 And you said to me “Be careful”, 

It was steep there and you reach out your hand to help me up the step.

I said to you “Thank you for helping me find my way through the forest", 

You said to me “You are nice and kind fairy that I have met in the forest”,

 It was a nice sunny day in the forest, 

They was lots of people and birds sing in the sky and on trees. 

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 There was some water near us,

 And we need to get to the other side of the water,

 And I called out "I might get wet", 

And you said to me "hold my hand and follow me",

 And I follow you to the other side of the water. 

I said to you "look something in the water, 

It look like a fish in the bottom of the water",

There was nice rainbow colour fish,

And I said to you "can we stay here, 

So I can watch the fish swim to the bottom of the water". 

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  The Cruel King of the desert,
He must be defeated,
He must be destroyed.

First, captured by the nomadic lesser King,
And, in destroying him, gaining favour with the greater King,
And then, with dreams and incantations, destroying him also, and his entourage.  

   I was at a bus stop, some of us were going out but I knew some evil beings had taken over my house, or my dream. I met one of them at the bus stop, I was pretending I was with them. He had long dark hair that hung over his face, he was about seven feet tall, stooping over. He lent against the wall or fence with his hands in his pockets, looking sullen. Wanting to pretend I was cool with his presence as a way of protecting myself I said ‘All right mate’ to him. He turned towards me and looked at me, but he had no mouth just skin covering where his mouth should be. He looked at me as if he was sussing me out and as if he was shocked that I dare speak to something as terrible and frightening as him and as if he had utter contempt for me. I was paralyzed with fear, a feeling of utter terror ran through me, being the subject of his gaze. 

 "Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate".

C.G. Jung

   Then I [dream that I] wake up in bed and [dream that I] realize that it’s a dream and that there is a light cord hanging from the ceiling that is wrapped around my neck and that this is dangerous and might choke me so I stand up and try to tie the cord up so it can’t get caught around my neck again. But because its dark its too hard to do so I try and turn on the bedside light, but it won’t go on, I try a couple of times and then realize [that I am still asleep and] that this is still a dream. I realize that I don’t have to be scared, and at first, I think I’ll just get into bed and try not to freak out, but then I think that as this is a dream I may as well go outside as I won’t get cold in a dream. So, I leave the bedroom. On the landing, I notice that there is a large pig in the doorway of the spare room/office, so I pet it, it’s friendly. I go downstairs and there is a large goat in the lounge, so I pet that too, its also friendly. 

    I am having a psychotherapy session with Carl Jung. I am in his office, he is at his desk, its dimly lit but with a reading lamp on his desk. He is writing on cards, he has chart, like a 4 x 3 chessboard with squares and images he has drawn in the squares [which represent symbols in my dreams], he draws a line through the images in the left hand column which connects the symbols in them and he circles one. [I think the squares represent malfunctioning baths, evil beings and insect/spider infestations – he has joined them together and circled the evil beings’ symbol] The column on the left has a title with the meaning [but not saying exactly] ‘Contamination’. he is intently studying them as he does this. Paying close attention to them. He talks to me, I tell him about myself, about my past. He listens intently and tries to understand me. He is old and very wise. He asks me to go out to his car and get his jacket which he has left there, and he gives me a bag to go and put it in when I get it. I don’t go, its not important that I do, the message is in the request.