I have had a dream about my car being stolen several times. It happened again last night. In my dream I had met a friend on the opposite side of town from my house and parked my car there. I don’t know why, but I remember thinking I shouldn’t leave my car here, but it will probably be alright. I went to find it the next morning and it was gone. I looked up and down the street where I parked and I could not find it. All I could think was “I can’t believe this is happening again.” Since I have had this dream before I knew I would find it eventually and the stereo would be gone and perhaps a window broken. But this time I was even afraid that the wheels would be gone. I ended up waking up before I found the car. It was very strange. I had not really thought much about what it means before. It wasn’t until today that I started thinking that this has to mean something significant for me to have dreamt it more than once or even twice. Most of what I have found about the meaning of a car being stolen in a dream relates to the loss of identity. The car indicates independence and direction in life. Thus the car being stolen symbolizes the inability to move through life. I guess it makes sense seeing as how my life has been going lately. I know it will all get better, but for right now I’m sort of at a loss as to how to make it better. I hate not having control over my situation.
“Follow your dreams and don’t give up.” Words we have heard all our lives. “Keep trying and eventually you will get what you want.” What a bunch of crap! What are you supposed to do when the things you want are completely out of reach? Are you supposed to keep dreaming and keep trying, all the while knowing your efforts are going to be fruitless? Are you supposed to keep your hopes and expectations up so high that you are constantly let down? “Don’t settle for anything less than what you absolutely want.” First of all, how are you to know what you absolutely want if you don’t at least try other things first? Take relationships for instance. How are you to know the kind of friend or mate you want if you have no reference tools to use in the final decision making process? And if you don’t choose to have friends or date, waiting for that “perfect” person to share your life with, aren’t you setting yourself up for a lonely existence? You might as well sail to a deserted island and live the rest of your days alone. How about getting your “dream job?” I know what I would love to have as my ‘dream job’, but I know I’ll never attain it. Sometimes you have to “settle.” Sometimes you have to make the best of the situation and be happy. It does no good to dwell on dreams that will never come true.
I thought that since tomorrow is Christmas Eve and it is a holiday I celebrate, I would share a bit of holiday cheer in the form of music.
I came across this video and was left speechless. I love it!! I hope you do as well. And I hope everyone reading has a safe and amazing holiday season…whatever holiday it is you may celebrate.
The Medium by Gian Carlo Menotti is one of my all time favorites…Here is a brief synopsis of the opera followed by my favorite aria; The Black Swan.
Act I
In the parlor of the medium, Madame Flora, Monica, her daughter, and Toby, a mute servant boy rescued from “the streets of Budapest” play dress-up. When Madame Flora, or “Baba” as they call her, arrives home drunk, she violently chastises them for not preparing for that night’s seance. Soon the guests arrive, Mr. and Mrs. Gobineau, regulars, and the widow Mrs. Nolan who is attending for the first time. With Madame Flora in a trance in her chair, a fake seance is held where Mrs. Nolan speaks with what she thinks is her deceased sixteen-year-old daughter but is really Monica behind a screen. As Monica disappears, Mrs. Nolan rushes to toward the figure and is restrained by the Gobineaus. When order is restored, Mr. and Mrs. Gobineau “communicate” with their deceased two year old son Mickey who does nothing but laugh. After they say goodbye to him, Madame Flora “suddenly, with a loud gasp… clutches at her throat with both hands.” She feels a phantom hand clutching her throat and is “terror-stricken.” After demanding that the guests leave, she calls for Monica and tells her what she felt, eventually blaming Toby who was in the other room the whole time. In an effort to calm Baba’s drunken rage toward Toby, Monica sings her the dark lullaby “The Black Swan” which is interrupted by a voice that Baba hears causing her to fly into a terrified rage at Toby for not telling her where the voice is coming from. The Curtain comes down on Monica again singing the lullaby while Baba recites her Hail Marys.
Act II
“A few days later” Toby is giving a puppet show for Monica, their mutual love becomes more obvious. When Baba comes home, she resumes her accusations on Toby, sure that he knows what went on that night. The guests again arrive, expecting another seance but are driven away by Madame Flora who tries to convince them that the whole thing was a sham by revealing all the tricks that she and Monica used. But the guests are not convinced and leave claiming that while she might have thought she was cheating them, she in fact was not. Once the guests are gone, she drives Toby out despite Monica’s pleas on his behalf. With everyone gone, and Monica in her room, Baba pours herself another drink and questions her own sanity, becoming wild with drink and eventually passing out. Once she has fallen asleep, Toby sneaks back in and tries to get into Monica’s room, but finds it locked and eventually goes to the trunk to find his tambourine. While searching, he knocks the lid of the trunk down waking Baba. Toby quickly hides in the puppet theater. As Baba tries to see where the noise came from and fetches a revolver from a drawer in the table. “Hysterically” she shouts out “Who is it? Speak or I’ll Shoot!” and the puppet theater curtain moves. “Baba screams and fires at it several times.” As Toby’s bloody body collapses grasping the curtain, Baba says “I’ve killed the ghost! I’ve killed the ghost!” Monica, hearing the gunshots, enters, sees Toby’s lifeless body and runs for help. As the final curtain falls “very slowly” Baba asks “in a hoarse whisper,” “Was it you?”
I found this video on YouTube and fell in love. I absolutely love it when there is a meaningful presentation to go along with a song. I am not a very religious person, but I don’t think you have to be to enjoy this.
What is it you see in me that makes you love me?What is it that causes you to want to be near me? Can’t you see my faults?Don’t you see I’m broken?What makes you think I deserve such a heart as yours?More than that, what makes you think you deserve to have to be bogged down by such a damaged heart as mine?Don’t you feel you deserve more?
