I've never really taken Jungian dream psychology seriously until I woke up today.
Hello, everyone. I wanted to get some opinions from those of you who are more familiar with Jung than I am. I've read about half of Man and His Symbols and never finished it. I've never taken dreams too seriously when it comes to "meaning", until today.
For the first time in my life, I woke up from a dream and almost immediately made a connection to my current life situation. I'll describe the dream and then give you my thoughts but I'd love for some Jungian insight here.
The Dream: I was moving back into the home of my teenage years(Im 30 now), and everyone who belongs there was there. My father, my brother and even my mother who passed away when I was 17. They were all there just like back in the day. Apparently I had moved out/gone for a while but the specifics around this weren't really apparent. While I was gone, my parents had let a homeless man take my room to help him. I only saw this man once as I peeked into my old room and we made eye contact for a second. We never interacted after that. Once I realize this, I basically spend the rest of the dream wondering around the house not knowing where to go or what to do. The last part of the dream, I'm sitting on the couch(which is now my bed) in the living room. Feeling vulnerable and somewhat anxious. I just sit there for what seems like forever. Then I wake up.
My connection: 3 months ago, my romantic relationship ended. This relationship had basically started when I was a teenager, living in that house from the dream. Again, I'm 30 now. We were on and off during high school and then seriously together after high school. We had been together for basically my entire adult life. I have, of course, already been well aware that this break up has given me a "meaning crisis".
To me, this dream almost immediately made me think that my mind or psyche or whatever, is trying to rewind back to the last place that felt like home before all of this. The last "saved" identity or something. I went back home where even the dead were still alive but my place in it was gone. Then theres an obvious " Well, what the hell do I do now." outlook. The way I felt wondering the house and anxiously waiting on the couch is similar to how I've been feeling these past few months.
Like I said, I'd love some input here. I feel like theres more I'm not connecting on my own. This also may not be the best sub for this, I'm not sure. Thanks!