Category Archives: Sex or Nudity Dreams

Winged Creatures

Remember those old galvanized tubs that were more like a large bucket? They were big enough to fill with water and let a toddler splash away to his heart’s content. Last night, I dreamed that two of the most beautiful creatures were swimming around in one. They looked like tiny humans. Their naked bodies were perfectly formed, and their iridescent wings glistened with lustrous colors of  turquoise and shimmering gold. Kicking their feet, entwined in each other arms, they swam around the perimeter of the galvanized tub. I was enchanted. It was pure pleasure to watch them.

Then a boy from my old neighborhood (1984 – 2002) – I apparently was living there again – appeared. I showed him the tiny creatures, and then, for some reason, I had to leave. When I returned, the creatures had been removed from the tub, and they were dead. I was bereft.

Dream Interpretation:

Nudity
When someone appears nude in a dream, it means that a certain aspect or emotion of the dreamer is being expressed openly and without limitation, even to the point that the dreamer feels exposed or vulnerable.
Source: The Mind Unleashed
Nakedness
To dream of other people being naked may represent “seeing the naked truth of a situation.” All weaknesses are out in the open.
Source: Dream Bible
Wings
To dream of wings represents feelings of new-found freedom. Success without limitations. Freedom to do something you want to do all the time. Feeling that nothing is holding you back. Alternatively, wings may reflect transcendence or your attempt to escape from a difficult situation. The ability to rise above and heal.
Source: Dream Bible
Death
In the language of the mind, death usually represents the shift from one state of being to another. Although many may perceive death in a dream as frightening or negative, it usually correlates to a dramatic change or transition that is happening in the dreamer’s life.
Source: The Mind Unleashed

This is the second dream I’ve had recently that was interpreted as representing a “shift from one state of being to another,” or a desire to transcend to another state or perhaps a greater understanding of myself or something in my life? To overcome? To heal?

Wherein Sassy Steals My Man

Originally Written: February 25, 2015

Last night, I had a dream about people that I know, but first, a little background. There were three sisters who helped with Dad’s care over the years. Two of them loved him to death, but all three had little quirks and issues. Jen was the most screwy of the three. Their oddest quirk was their attraction to my husband… if you can call that a quirk. At least two of them were unabashedly infatuated with H. Constance was single – never married. Jen was unhappily married. Constance had the nerve to tell me that Jen said, “If Bella ever dies, I’m going for H.” Her marriage didn’t seem to inhibit her intentions at all! You cannot make this stuff up. I told H, “Maybe if you marry her, the two of you can move in with Dad.” He was not amused.

Okay. The dream.

I dreamed that I lived in the same neighborhood as Constance. In the dream, Constance had a younger sister named Sassy. There is no sister named Sassy in real life. She’s only a dream/figment of my imagination. In the dream, she had lived with Constance for awhile and was now moving out. I went by to say goodbye and to gather some things that I had loaned Sassy while she was staying there. When I told Constance why I was there, she said she had something to tell me, “H and Sassy had an affair.”

I was all Zen about it, not disturbed one bit. H appeared in the dream. Strangely, he felt no need to give an explanation, and, even stranger, I felt no need to ask for one. Sassy had one of those huge, old, box-shaped computers that I’d loaned her. In keeping with my newfound Zen attitude, I let her keep it, but I grabbed up three ratty, old stuffed bears that I’d given her. Then (unbelievably) I tried to give Sassy a goodbye hug, but she was stiff as a splintered board, refusing to hug me back. What? Who’s the injured party here?

This must indicate that I cannot set boundaries, or there would have been a funeral scene.

A Cheesy Affair

grilled-cheeseOriginally Written: May 11, 2014

Friday night, I added another president to my dream collection. Joe Biden and I were making a grilled cheese sandwich for President Obama as President Obama and Secretary John Kerry looked on. Joe Biden put a slice of “American” (what else?) cheese on a slice of bread, as I struggled to peel a slice off of a stack of Munster, but my slice was stuck and started to tear into small pieces unfit for a presidential sandwich. Joe got a little exasperated with my efforts and took over for me. Then we all started to drink alcoholic beverages and the next thing I knew, I woke in bed with Joe. I remembered nothing. What?!?!

I would normally peg this as a basic run-o-the-mill inadequacy dream (can’t fulfill my part of the job, can’t separate the cheese) but for that last part. The VP is amiable enough, but I’ve never thought of him ‘that way’ before. They say to look at how you were feeling in your dream situation, and that will give you insight. I felt inadequate about the cheese incident, but I felt embarrassed when I realized where I was the next morning, and I was very concerned about what I may have done and who may have seen. Is that shame or fear of being revealed in an embarrassing situation? I don’t know. Maybe it shows a willingness to be second in command. :/

The VP? Yikes!