I am not proponent of analysing dream content for deep meanings. If my dreams mean anything, they reflect my current degree of anxiety. I had the funniest dream the other night, though, that I would like some Baboon help with interpretation. I should add that I had this dream when I was particularly calm the night of Thanksgiving Day after a hectic month at work.
I was in a small house, at a party of some sort. Steve, Linda, LJB, Bill and other, obscured Baboons were there. PJ arrived at the party with six enormous boxes of freshly picked garden peas still in their pods with vines attached. The boxes also had beautiful vases in them. While she doled them out to everyone, Bill was correcting my grammar in a very kind way as I spoke.
The scene shifted to a car with Steve and PJ. Steve was driving the car in a snow storm up a hill toward a group of building that were part of a college. It turned out to be a college I had attended. I took them around and introduced them to a psychology faculty member who is, in real life, an old college boyfriend from Buxton, ND who is a church organist and oboe player. He has never had anything to do with psychology. He was wearing academic robes. We left the college and walked out in the snow, and Steve proceeded to explain the significance of various naturally formed snow and ice sculptures, Then I woke up.
That has to be the silliest dream on record. I have no idea what Freud would make of it. I find it interesting that I dream about Baboons when I am feeling calm after hectic times.
If you were a psychoanalyst, what would you make of this dream? What is the silliest dream you ever had ?