Dream 1: I’m being led by somebody towards the top of a building, or an structure. I encounter D., a very old friend. He is working on top of a primitive hanging platform. It consists of a wood plank hanging from nylon cords. We seem to be working on something that lays behind a white blanket cover.

Dream 2: I’m in Adams Morgan, the night club and bar street, with C., a friend. We go down to the shops at the bottom, to what seems to be a mechanic shop, or a used car sales shop. I see a small red sports car. C is looking for the owner, that for some reason is a Japanese guy, but he is not present. C talks to one of the attendants, a tall man wearing a hat who is very courteous, and very imposing. They start speaking Spanish at some point. C finds out that a previous employee from another time had quit, and was able to finally sell the car/truck he had offered C in a different occasion. The Japanese guy is on a trip, maybe in Asia, and can’t assist my friend C.

Vision 1: I see a garden, or a jungle grow. It is wet, as if it rained before. As it grows, there’s more water sprinkled everywhere.

Vision 2: I’m somewhere in Turkey, probably Istanbul.

Interpretation: Let’s start with the easy ones: the garden, and Turkey. The garden is an allusion to “growth,” “organic growth”. It definitely feels refreshing and nourishing. And, Turkey represents the gateway to the middle East, and of course, the East in general. I always have the feeling that any locations on a map always tells me in what area of my unconscious I’m at the moment. Before going to the East, I have to go through the middle East, and of course, Turkey. I’m touching areas of the psyche that are deeper. I think that during the day, waking life, I had thought about Turkey being part of the EU (and maybe I could travel easily to it), but thought that they are not European properly speaking, and belong to the Arabic world. The Arab has played an antagonistic projection of the European/Western psyche for a long time in history. I personally think of Istanbul as something alien, and exotic entirely, and definitely not Western.

Now, in my first dream, I’m working with D on an important project. I have the feeling we are working on an sculpture, or some work of art. It reminded me of a rustic setting, something that a Renaissance artist would make use of for his art. The project was big enough to be an sculpture, like the outside of a Cathedral. I’m afraid of falling, and in some instances my nylon cord on which the plank hangs gets untied on my side, and D helps me tie it down again. I wonder why the table did not fall, as if I’m sustained by the wind? I’ve been feeling a little down recently because I don’t know if what I’m doing is the right thing (my side is un-tied?). The work is not complete, covered, therefore not ready to the public. I associate my friend D with being chaotic and reckless, though always coming on top. He is a shadow character. In this dream, we both are working (on this important work, which Jung called Individuation, the Opus Magnus of the alchemists), but it is incomplete. The dream is telling me that the work I’m trying to achieve is currently under shaky circumstances. It is dangerous. My current interpretation is that I’m being supported, for now, by a thin line. The current danger is, of course, ego inflation.

The last dream is more difficult. I think I dreamt about the place before (maybe during the same night, I don’t know). Let’s start with the characters. The Japanese man is probably the first time that the “used car-salesman” part of my shadow personality appears as an Asian. The used car-salesman is normally an Arab (remember Istanbul?), or a Latino, and represents opportunism, cunning, money badly earned, and no emotions other than greed. The used-car salesman is, of course, also me, whether I have liked it or not. He did not appear in the dream as it usually does. He was probably summoned after me trying to “appear” likeable, “presentable”, and “businessman-like” to advertise my blog (this was around those days during 2022). I was also thinking a lot about monetizing. I also realized that those feelings hinder my ability to be authentic, and to live a stress-free life. When I think about him, and my past as an opportunistic and greedy salesman, I have strong negative emotions…

Let’s continue. So, we encounter a tall, imposing, but courteous employee. He is very well dressed, and wearing a hat. He is neither naive, and can impose authority. He’s not the shaky nervous-looking salesman. He’s wearing a hat with reminds me of Texas and roughness. C tries to intimidate him, but he remains calm and centered. I liked him. I don’t know what to make of him. My friend C was trying to bother him, to make him play his game, but the employee did not lose composure at any moment. C. is, in real life, strong willed, smart, artistic and somewhat chaotic. He likes to play games with people.

We have then an interesting play in front of my eyes: an imposing, well developed character, but still chaotic and crazy, my friend C., and a likewise imposing, well developed character, but more centered, cordial, and stoic as the employee. The shop is down the street (the unconscious), in a place surrounded by so much crap (not only car crap, but also the not-present owner who is a greedy and normally exploits his employees). The good employee tells C. that the other previous employee (the exploited one who C. would also play games with) has left after finally selling a car (he is gone forever), and that means that C won’t be able to bother him anymore, and he is quite disappointed he cannot find his way with the strong employee. In a sense, the strong employee looks more like the owner, and the owner had left because he trusts his newer employee.

In retrospect, seeing this with my current eyes in 2026, this dream coincides with my ending my relationship to C., who, in all honesty, would take advantage of me. My growing resentment made me realize this relationship needed to go. So, in the dream, the old employee is me, the used-car salesman. During this period of my life, as a salesperson, I would spend my spare days and time with C. Now, 2 or 3 years forward, I have done lots of traveling. I stopped admiring the financier-shark-salesperson personality and that type of masculine role model, and I would admire people in the dessert, in the countryside. Texas is, to me, the roughest of the states (I hadn’t been to Wyoming yet, but even then, my hardest experiences have been in the desert of Texas. Texas also appears in my dreams often. Texas is a liminal place before going full South, full wild!).

So, what the dream is conveying seems to be this: the old employee wanna-be Wolf of Wall Street character in me has to go. He is fired. Or he has accomplished his goal: selling a car, making the difficult sale (which he had tried to offer to C. before but C. only keeps playing with him). The old employee has rarely, or probably never, appeared in newer dreams. Also, it seems like the real owner has left because the old employee is no longer with the company, which means, there’s nobody to exploit (was I suffering and being exploited because I needed to, because I was looking for answers in the wrong place?). The new employee is then the new aspiration for me. I can’t deny my salesy past. But I can also embrace the roughness and balanced strength of personality of a Texan cowboy. The Japanese shop owner, not present, is none other than the Logos, higher insight. He does not have to be present because this new employee is trustworthy. The dream has no ending or resolution. So, there’s no more to say, for now.

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