The Rusty Wheelbarrow.
Dream
It is a sunny day and I am walking along a dirt track, in the bush. In the middle of the track is an old rusty metal wheelbarrow that has seen better days. I strike it with a sledgehammer and it explodes and shards of metal go flying in all directions. I am unharmed by this. There is a cottage nearby and some shards of metal have landed in the front garden. I retrieve all the metal and I start wrapping up the shards in old sheets of newspaper. (To put it in a rubbish bin).
My own image created with Copilot.
Dream notes and associations
Reminded me of the wheelbarrow we had when I was a child growing up in the family home. I am wondering if this about the autobiography of my teenage years. I am progressing along with this and I am into the home straight. I asked you about the possibility of publishing it as a blog on the dreamcubator site. I will add something about our dream journey together to make it more relevant to your site.
Made a connection with my bashing dream.
My feelings throughout the dream and on awakening
Cathartic, completion
Hi Lindsay, that’s quite a striking (mind the pun!) and powerful image of the rusty wheelbarrow exploding. And also interesting to note the contrast between destruction and cleaning up the shards. That’s wonderful, congratulations on getting to the home stretch of your biography. I’m happy to discuss the possibility of publishing on the blog.