I brought a new character into the play, in my dream, last night – a child. In the beginning of the dream, the child wasn’t known to me, but later she was a girl I have worked with on a couple of other shows. She threw up in the rehearsal space/apartment the cast was staying at, and she threw up on the stage. No one was cleaning it up, and I couldn’t find anything to mop it up myself. I was so anxious about not stepping in it, and of getting it cleaned up before we would be performing that evening.
An old boyfriend of mine was outside in a parking lot, perhaps of the theater we were bringing the show to. He was taller and broader than I remembered him, and was aged several years, as he would be, and I thought, ‘oh, maybe we’ll get back together!’, but when I said hello to him, and asked about his life, he looked somewhat disdainfully at me and told me he’s married, and works for himself.
Houses represent the self, so perhaps this show is helping my ‘inner child’ purge the emotional vestiges from my young life, or perhaps the opposite is true and I need to purge Blanche’s character out of me. No matter what the similarities are, we are not the same. I have options, and I am availing myself of those options.
This has been a lonely experience, but also a gratifying one in learning the lines, and being present to the other actors as best I can, bringing an excellent production to the community. We have two more shows before the run is through, and I am looking forward to re-organizing my life once the play closes.
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4 thoughts on “Streetcar Dreams”
Your interpretation of your dream sounds spot on to me. I also believe dreams are the way our subconscious works things out.
Thanks for responding Brenda. I’m glad it’s all over now, and I hope you are having a wonderful Thanksgiving. xo Jerri
You can remember dreams so vividly…I have such a problem retaining them. It’s hard to interpret them but for sure they mean something…Hope the ‘re-organizing’ goes well…Diane
Thanks Diane. I don’t always remember my dreams, and some are very discordant, but I do believe it’s the subconscious trying to work things out. I hope my re-organizing goes well too!! Cheers! Jerri
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