My Muse


A young girl comes to see me. She is in her mid to late teens or early twenties. She is petite, very pretty, with a large Jewish nose (which does not detract from her beauty). She is also a virgin. She takes all her clothes off and poses nude for me while I paint her portrait. When I have finished we make love. We become lovers and she becomes my muse.

Photo by Olena Sergienko on Unsplash

Dream notes and associations

I had this dream back in January when I was in Canberra for 3 weeks cleaning out the family home to get it ready for sale (94 year old Mum had moved into a retirement village)
The young girl actually did exist. She worked in the local IGA Supermarket where I went to buy my lunch each day. She either served me in the deli or processed my sale at the checkout, depending on where she was working on the day. Over the 3 weeks we struck up a friendship of sorts. It wasn't very busy in the shop so we would have a bit of a chat; how our day was going, the weather, the bushfires etc. Nothing deep and meaningful. She had a very pleasant, friendly personality and she was very easy to like. She had a very pretty, petite face with an enormous Jewish nose. It was a very pleasant interlude during a day spent clearing and sorting stuff at the house. It was a nightmare of a task. 71 years of accumulated living and nothing had been thrown out. I wasn't doing the job alone. I was joined by my brother and his partner.

My feelings throughout the dream and on awakening

Erotic, beautiful, romantic love. It had a soulful feel to it as well.


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Dream Therapist
4 years ago

Hi Lindsay, this is a beautiful example of entanglement playing out between our dreams and life events. I love the parallels you draw from clearing out your family home to Roberto’s isolation on the reef and of course the muses that emerge for you both.

Dream Therapist
4 years ago
Reply to  Lindsay

I see the parallel as the stressful situations you and Roberto were experiencing (Roberto being stranded; you performing the stressful task of clearing out the home) and the women that you had contact with and who transformed into muses for you both during the process.