I have a dream that visits me like an old family friend, every once in awhile. It is always the same dream. I've had it since I was a young child. The first time I remember having it I was in kindergarten. The dream never veers down another path and is always eerily real.
Trouble is I can't figure out what it means. It is so vivid, yet it only comes every few years. I had it recently but prior I hadn't dreamt it for over five years.
I need some public psychoanalysis if anyone can offer an interpretation. Here is the dream.
There is no introduction, I am simply there. I am in a school in which I've never been in an auditorium I've never seen. There is an elevated stage with big curtains, a dark backstage, and sweeping staircases onto either side of the stage. I am a young child in a school play. There are other children, but I don't recall their faces. There is no adult. Once I realize where I am I then realize I am constrained by a costume. The colors every where are vivid. I am a bright green tree, with a trunk the color of cardboard. The costume I realize is a tree. My face peaks out of a little hole in the trunk, my arms fork out amidst paper mache branches and I can only shuffle along within the trunk. I have to walk across the stage and over a little wooden bridge.
Suddenly as I'm making my way across the little stage bridge it turns real, I turn real, and all the kids disappear. I'm in a forest with birds and deer and I'm a real tree. But, I'm still me and trapped inside a walking wooden plant. But soon I realize I can't even walk and I am firmly rooted and thoroughly trapped.
Then I always wake. I've thought that perhaps the dream is some manifestation of feelings of being trapped. However, they started when I was five and I had the dream throughout a good part of my childhood that was simply idyllic with nothing in sight to be considered constraining or oppressive. That's the only theory I have. Any others? Am I reading too much into this?