Since I decided to journey back into my past and contact long lost friends and relatives, I have been having the most realistic dreams. Last night was a prime example and the symbolism was spot on too.
I dreamt I was a passenger in a car and we were all going to a netball event as spectators. The weird thing about this and probably the most symbolic was were were travelling in reverse, at incredible speed and I was beside myself,imploring the driver to slow down as we approached cross roads. When we reached our destination, an old boyfriend(one whom I have mentioned her quite recently) was there waiting for me. He looked as he did over 30 years ago but his occupation was now that of an artist and he was dressed very flamboyantly, including a panama hat.
We were ecstatic to see each other, but somehow we became separated by the crowd and I spent most of he dream searching for him(more symbolism). I had given up all hope of seeing him again and decided to get a lift back to where I commenced my journey with some kind strangers and my old boyfriend re-appeared. The driver of the car urged him to get in but he said there was not any room for him and he turned way and walked into the distance.
I woke up sad, with a sense of loss. What does this mean? Regrets? Reluctance to re-visit that time? Hmm, that part I have yet to figure out.