Last night I had a rather yucky dream about healing. It might not have helped to have watched several "House, M.D." episodes before going to bed.
I was in a room with a young woman I do not know from around here. I think she wore glasses.
Healing may literally come from something a woman has said to you or from a feminine aspect of self. Glasses may symbolise learnedness.
I was worried about my foot, cannot say which. Maybe left?
Are you right-handed? A wound in the left foot is possibly less crippling than in the right.
Left footnessess has connotations of having got off on the wrong foot for a righty, but the right foot for a lefty. This may give insight into your feelings about how you got a wound that metaphorically left you feeling lame.
I think that makes sense, perspective-wise. A spot on the ball of the feet was covered with maggots. Ewww. I hate those buggers. At least my subconscious spared me most of the wiggly-wriggly details and all the more slimy stuff. They looked rather solid and clean. And like maggots. Did I say "Ewww"?
But subconsciously you know the little critters clean the wound, as abhorrent as they are, right?
So, a tight lump of may dozens or a hundred of them was attached to my foot, and I was pretty apalled. The young woman and I discussed it, and she sayed she would give me an antibiotic - do not know in which form.
A much more appealing way to heal a wound.
Does not make much sense anyway - against maggots? (She also sayed "Diagnostics and doctors - what do *they* know?" - so much for Doc House )
The maggots aren't necessary anymore. Dream logic is screwy sometimes but the main thing is the wound is being healed in a more acceptable way.
It worked. They started dropping off. For some strange reason I think I touched those that still stuck, some - three maybe - came loose and stuck a bit to my finger, but easily removed. While they made a nasty "prick feeling" on the finger, their "power" was gone.
The process isn't easy but it's happening.
The maggots got loose and I felt better, and somewhere around that point I woke up.
The woman did not feel like a stranger. I cannot say, but maybe, just maybe my left foot feels a bit better today, at its ball.
A funny place for an emotional blockage. You'd know better what it means than I but I suspect it would have something to do with sense of "groundedness", "firm footing" and "knowing where we stand and what we stand for."
"A dream is a question, not an answer."
(Therapist and dreamworker Strephon Kaplan
Williams)
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