I’ve never been able to submerge into the depths of water. I even dreamed about my mother falling through a trapdoor attached to the seabed and I couldn’t do anything about it. I can swim and walk on it but I can’t immerse myself into it.
I’ve never been able to submerge into the depths of water. I even dreamed about my mother falling through a trapdoor attached to the seabed and I couldn’t do anything about it. I can swim and walk on it but I can’t immerse myself into it.
I have had many dreams with water. Almost every time it is an idyllic sort of thing, one of beauty and pleasure. However, if I look under the water-- Its almost always a death sentence. Crocks, sharks, dragons, snakes, and so on. I could go down, I have gone down, but its always dark and toothy. It would appear I am discouraged from seeking the depths.
Interesting, it’s like the subconscious puts the dangerous stuff beneath the water surface. For a long time there was a conflict from me and it. The subconscious tries to let me experience (and therefor act) the dream if as I was awake. I on the other hand want to have control over it. In this journey I’ve learned that instead of trying to establish dominance it’s a matter of cooperation. But still my subconscious won’t let me face my greatest fears.