Dreaming shaping reality
This morning I woke up from one of those magical one sometimes has, loses the details or coherency of, and yet will always remember it. It was about being in a psychiatric therapy place, both a house and a process. Sometimes I was the therapist, sometimes the client. The dream wasn't about the therapy or topics raised in it, so much as the relationship between the two people. It went through the well-known stages of dependency and projection, when the subject relates to the therapist as to the... Sign in to see full entry.