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Why did you dream about Packing things (interpretation of AstroMeridian’s dream book)

Collected things - if they are scattered throughout the apartment or lie in chaos in your suitcase - then in reality you expect a promotion at work or an increase in salary. It can also be news that is very useful to you if you deal with it quickly.

Why do you dream of packing things for the road - you are ready to go towards your dream and you have the strength and capabilities for this.

The meaning of a dream about Moving (Modern dream book)

Packing things if in fact you are not going to leave anywhere and have not planned any trips? The dream can be interpreted literally. You are not planning to go anywhere, but your subconscious mind warns you that you will soon need to go on an unplanned business trip or visit family. Dream Interpretation Packing things in an empty suitcase that does not want to be filled suggests that in reality troubles await you in your personal and family life, yours favorite activity will no longer bring you the same pleasure.

Miller's Dream Book

Did a young girl dream about packing things? In a dream, you cannot decide what to take on the road, you are overcome by the feeling that something is missing, you have forgotten something - in reality you will fail, your plans will fail. You are trying with all your might to attract the attention of an adult and wealthy man, but he will not reciprocate your feelings. Dream Interpretation Collecting things that are scattered, in disarray, has good interpretation in the event that an adult had a dream. It promises the conclusion of a successful deal, success in endeavors, rise in career ladder, a new acquaintance that will develop into love.

The meaning of the dream about Clothes in a suitcase (Universal dream book)

Interpretation of the dream book: Why do you dream of packing things before a long and long journey? In the near future, a conflict situation may arise, as a result of which you will have a serious fight with your family and friends. There may also be a misunderstanding with colleagues or superiors; the professional sphere will not go through the best of times.

Dreaming of packing things in a large bag or suitcase indicates that you have planned something serious and are constantly thinking about all the ways to implement this plan. A new business can radically change your life. If there are very few things, then in reality you will have troubles in the household and minor troubles.

Dream book of the 21st century

Collecting things in a dream, why does the dreamer dream?

Collecting things is a sign that it’s time for you to move forward and not stand still. This applies to all areas of life, are you ready to move to new stage, bring your plans into reality. At the same time, the dream may indicate your indecision, you are not sure of the correctness of the chosen path, and you are not ready to take responsibility for what is happening. The dream book about collecting things says that fate provides you with a unique chance to start life from scratch. The dream also signals a misunderstanding that runs between you and your loved ones.

What do the Gatherings symbolize in a dream?

Packing things – Do as much as possible in a short period of time, sort yourself out.

European dream book

What does it mean to see Collecting things in a dream?

Packing things - You'll have to save money. Imagine that you are not packing things, but rather unpacking them.

Collecting things in night dreams (interpretation of the Esoteric Dream Book)

Collect - Something scattered means material loss. Why dream of assembling a construction set, parts into a whole for improvement, the successful completion of the work begun.

Miss Hasse's Dream Interpretation

Seeing Collecting things in a dream as a symbol

Gathering (mushrooms or berries) - A lot of work - little benefit.

Dream Interpretation of Simon Kananita

Why do you dream about collecting things in a dream?

I dreamed of picking (mushrooms or berries) - A lot of work - little benefit.

The meaning of the dream about Cucumbers (interpretation of the healer Fedorovskaya)

Collecting something - in the hem, especially cucumbers - to an obsessive boyfriend.

The Dream Guide by David Loff

Psychological analysis of a dream about Harvesting

Harvest - you will achieve results in your business. Picking peas - you will be satisfied with your work. Picking pears - disappointment awaits you, and then joy. Collecting nuts means success in romantic affairs awaits you. Collect plums - your wishes will come true. Picking blackberries - you must be prepared for troubles and losses. Picking gooseberries is a sign of joy and good luck. Collecting violets is a favorable sign.

Clothing in a dream symbolizes inner world a person, his personality and level of self-esteem, as well as the opportunities that await him in the future. In order to find out what clothes are about in a dream, before looking into the dream book, you should remember all the details in the dream, turning special attention on the appearance of the clothing, its color, purpose and condition of the item.

The first thing you need to pay attention to in a dream is the color of the outfit. According to the dream book, white clothes in a dream to good events and a pleasant meeting. If you dream of black clothes, it means unpleasant events. Red clothes in a dream - a sudden flare-up of passion, a meeting with an interesting person. The dream book interprets a dream about pink clothes as a carefree and cheerful life.

According to the dream book, blue clothes in a dream mean moral and physical fatigue, the need to rest, taking a break and putting everything aside. Blue outfits in a dream speak of success in business, as well as the appearance of new friends in life. Owners of yellow clothes are prone to deception, intrigue and envy; a person in such clothes is an enemy who has gained trust. Green clothes in a dream, the dream book defines a symbol of prosperity and happiness.

You can find out in more detail what wardrobe items mean in dreams by looking at the state of things in the dream. New clothes in a dream means the fulfillment of desires and goals. Old clothes in a dream warn of difficulties in carrying out your plans. According to the dream book, dirty clothes warn against deception and deceit. Torn outfits in a dream promise a “tarnished” reputation.

The dream book interprets a dream about a clothing store as a dizzying success, as well as the opportunity for professional and career growth. Buying clothes in a dream promises an upcoming interesting and exciting event in life. Choosing things means that all financial affairs are under control, and such a dream also foreshadows a new profitable deal.

Children's clothing is a dream about the appearance of something new in life; it could be a new “brainchild” - a large and successful project, or the expectation of a baby or imminent pregnancy. Also this dream can be interpreted as imminent quarrels and discord in the family, due to insufficient attention to the other half on your part.

Also, using a dream book, you can find out why you dream of blood on clothes. This dream symbolizes danger from competitors, whose machinations can greatly tarnish your reputation.

Washing clothes in a dream means a subconscious desire to get rid of the past, to run away from memories, past connections and former friends. The dream book also interprets this dream as a struggle with difficulties and obstacles. If you managed to wash your clothes well, victory is guaranteed; if after washing there are stains on things (or things remain dirty) – you will have to go to victory thorny path, strewn with intrigue and gossip.

If you dreamed that you were wearing a lot of clothes, this is a subconscious defense. Such a dream is interpreted as a deliberate retreat and attempts to hide from impending problems and difficulties.

A dream in which you are full of beautiful and bright clothes suggests that you should be attentive and careful in choosing business partners. Also, such a dream can warn that you should be careful in all matters relating to the financial sector.

Why dream of looking for clothes. The dream book interprets such a dream as a desire to protect yourself from a warning danger, as well as an attempt to find some means of protection.

Taking off clothes in a dream means an upcoming new stage in life and a desire to start over. If the things you take off in a dream are dirty and worn, changes will concern financial issues and denote material wealth. If you are filming new things, you want to open up and tell your partner about your feelings.

Stains on clothes indicate that in reality someone is trying to slander you; the dream book advises you to be very careful and circumspect, otherwise you will end up in a cleverly placed network of intrigue.

Why else do you dream about clothes in a dream?

Man in women's clothing symbolizes troubles at work. This dream is also interpreted as a temporary illness due to a busy work schedule; you should rest a little and put your thoughts in order.

Tearing clothes in a dream indicates desire intimate connection and establishing erotic relationships with a certain person, but you cannot decide to take such a step. Worth responding to advances this person, since the dream book tells you that with him you will feel good not only intimately, but also mentally comfortable.

In order to correctly interpret what outerwear means in dreams, you should look for this definition things in the dream book. For example, dreaming of a coat means that soon your courage and dedication will be appreciated. A jacket in a dream is a hint to change your appearance, style and image that will help you find your love or get a new job.

If in a dream you have to iron things, then this foreshadows the establishment of warm and trusting relationships in the family. Ironing a business suit according to the dream book means finding a new place of work that will be beneficial for you both financially and professionally. If, while ironing, a thing is singed, then the dream book explains such a dream as the appearance of an obvious rival.

In order to find out why you dream of a closet with clothes, you should remember how full it is. If the closet is completely filled with things that are sloppily folded, the dream book defines it as emotional emptiness and the inability to sort out your feelings. If things in the closet are neatly and neatly stacked on shelves, then your plans and goals will gradually be realized.

A dream in which clothes are on fire foreshadows large financial expenses or material losses. The dream book also defines such a dream as real threat lose property, and the culprits for what happened will be well-known people, full of envy and black thoughts.

The dream book explains larger clothes in a dream as a subconscious desire to have necessary and profitable acquaintances, as well as uncertainty about current friends. It is worth looking for the necessary connections among old acquaintances, since new acquaintances and friends are not expected in the near future.

The dream book interprets a dream in which you want to steal clothes (or have stolen things) as subconscious dissatisfaction with your social status and financial situation. Such a dream may be a harbinger of what you should think about and reconsider your capabilities and interests, or change your place of work.

Giving clothes in a dream means that you have enough experience and knowledge to give advice. The dream book explains such a dream by saying that you can become a good mentor for someone.

Why do we dream about clothes in Miller’s dream book? A good, but old-fashioned thing promises success in business, but you will ignore valuable ideas and advice. Giving up an unfashionable wardrobe item is a step towards new knowledge and love relationships. Things that do not suit you well are parting with unnecessary people, and the dream book also warns about the likelihood of making a big mistake at work due to inattention - be on your guard.

If a girl (woman) in a dream is dissatisfied with what she is wearing, the dream book foretells the appearance of a rival who will be much more beautiful than her. Such a lady can only be “winned” with composure and good manners. If in a dream a girl sees a closet full of bright and beautiful outfits, this is a call for caution, as well as for the destruction of “castles in the air.” A dream in which you find yourself completely without things - dirty gossip will circulate around your person, and some “well-wishers” have been weaving intrigues against you for a long time.

Why do you dream about clothes according to Loff’s dream book? A person's individuality is reflected in the way he or she dresses. Losing your things in a dream is interpreted in two meanings, the first is moral and emotional vulnerability, which can be eliminated by spending time alone with yourself. The second meaning of such a dream is sexual maturity and the desire to have intimate relationships. If in a dream you buy things for special occasions, which means you subconsciously need protection and patronage.

24 comments

I worked in one family near an old woman...then she got sick and was admitted to the hospital...and last night I dreamed that I washed her clothes in her house...the clothes were not dirty, but I washed them.

On the night from Friday to Saturday I dreamed of my mother-in-law, the mother of my first common-law husband, now deceased. In a dream, she asked to help her cut out baby vests from pale blue fabric and sew them... Why such a dream?

Today in a dream, my granddaughter and she and it was not her who came home, but her new jacket was torn, I want to sew it up, but it is still torn in several places, and I strongly scold her with a knife in my hands. I woke up in shock.

Dizentra9

The dream is monotonously repeating.
“I collect things and put them in bags and suitcases. Then I run to the train or plane, constantly afraid of forgetting something.”
The dream tormented me for about 5 years, then I got used to it. And this went on for 11 years.
Presumably: related to mine real life away from home. I have been living in my favorite city for several months now. And the dream seemed to leave me....... I was happy and told everyone about it. But today I had a dream again where I was late for a plane. THE INCREDIBLE HORROR OF BEING LATE AND FORGETING SOME THING... How can I get rid of it??? I’m unbearably tired of running…………

AnaLitik

Luggage bags and suitcases symbolize your life's acquisitions, and the desire for social success, a social career, etc. drives you on a train or plane. But all this will bring joy to the system, not to you. This will end when you get rid of parental orders. Mom and dad wanted you to realize yourself in this area, which only looks functional on the surface.

Alexander

In a dream, I came to a friend who for some reason lived in a dirty trailer near her house, with a whole suitcase of some things. Then for some reason I seemed to fall asleep, and when I woke up, there were a lot of people around, it was very crowded, the suitcase was torn and open, but there were no things. I start looking for them, I search for a long time, I get nervous, some evil woman says that the things are no longer there, but for some reason they are very dear to me, although there was nothing important in them. As a result, I go home only in a slip and felt boots.
20 years old, F, attitude towards girlfriend has worsened lately.

Nazarovad

I put things away because I’m moving, I’m nervous, because they almost immediately unravel around me, people, faces whose figures I don’t remember and don’t seem to feel, then I dream about old friends who are no longer alive, but I dream about them in childhood, in youth as if alive

Nelly0

My friend and I went to the opening of some new underground shopping complex. I had already gone inside, but my friend remained outside, in line. Suddenly, from somewhere, I found out that there was about to be a terrible storm outside and began to shout to my friend that there was about to be a terrible storm and that I needed to go inside. She came in and we went for a walk around the complex. There we were met by a nice old lady who promised to take us to the end of the huge complex and said that it seemed like the sellers had all left and we could take whatever they wanted. People rushed around, raking everything they could from the shelves. For some reason I collected mostly toys. The old lady herself threw a beautiful, warm pink scarf over my shoulders. Then we went outside, but thought that there were probably still things left that we could take. We boarded the tram and went to the entrance... but everything there was black, in pools of blood, rescuers were working... and suddenly we found ourselves inside again. And then I asked the old woman why you can take everything - she answered: don’t you understand? you are all already dead... you are dead. And people continued to grab things from the shelves... not realizing that they no longer really needed any of this, and had nowhere to take it. We left the complex and went inside again. And so countless times, and there was no way to get out of this vicious circle. Very detailed dream: a lot small parts, all the things are very bright and beautiful, the atmosphere is chic... Gray and gloomy - the place of the tragedy and the whole street... After sleep there was a very unpleasant aftertaste.

Alexander

Sun! Your dream is something amazing! At least make a movie! And the sensations are truly disgusting: such samsara is like purgatory... What thoughts, I wonder, come to mind when you hear the decaying stench of your own body?

Wanchoi

My name is Elena, I'm 22 years old. I was very shocked by my dream, although it cannot be called so terrible: I dreamed that I was about to leave, I already had tickets, but the bag was not packed, it only contained food, but it was the eggs that I remembered. But there are no things in the bag, and I urgently need to pack it all, and I shove everything in a row, but I see things that I never had. And at the same time, shoving the closet almost into my bag, I think about how the food is, I could ruin things... And there’s nothing left before the train, I’m afraid of being late, but I still push and shove things. And the red, incredibly beautiful and short pleated skirt was repeated. I was actually scared, it felt as if I was stealing, and I could be caught at the scene of a crime... I don’t know what to connect this dream with, maybe with an unpleasant quarrel the day before with my husband and mother-in-law.

Yenniti

I dreamed that I was going to go somewhere. Far. The apartment in which I was packing my things was unfamiliar and dark. There were relatives nearby (I didn’t see them for some reason, but it was implied - aunt, cousin with my husband (they live far away, but recently visited us) and my grandmother, who died a long time ago. I rush around the room - I collect things in huge bags, trunks, suitcases (some of them are almost as tall as me and very heavy - I have to drag them) and they take up half the room. The voices of relatives talk to me and give advice. They don't annoy me, but they don't help either, I hear them as background. I myself am very fussy, worried about forgetting something or being late. And then the thought strikes me: “How can I bear this? Even if you check your luggage (on the plane) to the airport, you have to carry it all, but I’m alone, and I can’t even lift one of these bags.” I begin to painfully search for an answer. I don’t know what’s in the bags, but I know that I don’t want to part with it, but I also need to go. Why is this very important and I want it... I woke up. I thought, bags are my past, and I need to go back to sleep and fly away without them. I fell asleep. The dream continues. But instead of leaving everything, I begin to choose the most necessary things (I don’t want to go without anything at all, although even in a dream I realize that I fell asleep on purpose in order to complete the dream and leave the past in the past. However, even annoyed and cursing myself, I I want to take my most precious thing with me, but I can’t choose what it is... I was woken up by a call... I’m 33 years old, I’m lonely and I really want to change my life.

Naina

12/12/2002 Finally, I managed to remember at least something that could be put into some kind of plot. Moreover, it is quite detailed. So, we're going somewhere. My sister, my mother, and perhaps someone else are with me. I'm preparing my things for departure. There are an inordinate amount of things - a suitcase, a bag on wheels, some other bag, and plus, somewhere I got my hands on cherries and took a whole bag with me, at the same time wondering how I would carry it all and where I would wash the fruit. This plot line then continues with the search for my things. I find myself in the courtyard of some children's institution, where supposedly my things were left, and now I have to find them and rush with them to the station, where they are waiting for me. My friend is with me (the same one in the dream about the apartment-teremok) - (* in reality she was never my friend, we just studied in the same group. But since this is not the first time she appears in my dreams, there is a need to clarify , what she looks like. I would highlight infantility as the leading characteristic. appearance: she was short, blond, with blue eyes, very active and energetic, like a child). Before starting the search, she turns to me with a strange compliment, which goes something like this: I am sure that such (I don’t remember further - either gifted or something like that...) a person like you must have an excellent calligraphic handwriting. And with these words he hands me some object, which, upon closer inspection, turns out to be a leather wallet of quite decent size - for an autograph. I am a little embarrassed by such open flattery, but nevertheless I do not refuse to give an autograph. I’m thinking about what to write as original as befits a “gifted personality,” but in the end I casually scratch on the surface the most banal phrase that has ever been written in such cases: To Irina, for long and good memory, and my name (so unpretentiously it was written on photographs of friends from my mother’s youth, stored in our family photo album). At the same time, the lines really come out smooth and beautiful, and the inscription looks very artistic. True, I notice that a strange typo has crept into my friend’s name, which is difficult to explain by ordinary carelessness: it came out as ITrinushka instead of Irinushka. I'm wondering what to do with this misplaced T, but it can't be fixed, so I'm leaving it as it is. In addition, the inscription turned out to be too sweeping, all over the surface, although it was supposed to be in the corner on the left. I feel a little awkward, but nothing more. I give her this “autograph”, after which she asks me to sign up for a subscription with her Internet provider. And I understand that my subscription will benefit her - for a new subscriber she will receive a gift from the provider and a free monthly subscription (in fact, this is a real scheme of my own provider). I conclude that this whole circus based on the fable “The Fox and the Crow” pursued selfish goals on her part, but I’m not at all offended, because I’m not going to subscribe, since I’ve been subscribed to the same provider for a long time. I put this to her and she looks very disappointed. The situation amuses me: she let me mutilate her wallet and received nothing in return. Then we begin the search in earnest. The building looks like a cross between an abandoned hostel, barracks, hospital and pioneer camp. My task is to find the room where I lived before to pick up your things from there. I walk along the corridors, look into different rooms, I see either complete destruction with broken furniture, or living quarters filled with iron beds with teenage girls on them and other unsightly furniture. The windows are curtained. All this looks rather pitiful and even painful. One of the girls (in the past she was one of my friends), sitting on the bed, sobs, but this scene does not touch me at all - it’s as if I am observing this from another dimension, and the residents, in turn, also do not pay attention to me, like like I'm invisible. None of these rooms are mine. Then we get to an attic with a low door closed with an iron grate (more precisely, it was a technical floor). Something tells me that my room should be there. It’s surprising that they have already boarded up the door, because I only recently moved out of there. We find one of the staff, explain the situation and ask to let us in there. The woman opens the door, but in the attic we find complete chaos, like in abandoned houses, and the things I need are not there either. I continue to run along the corridors and search. I walked through one floor without finding the room I needed, then it dawned on me that my room was on the floor below, but I didn’t find anything there either. In the hallway I see a wardrobe with clothes for boarding girls that look like second-hand clothes, as well as a set of brightly colored oriental-style curtains. It is assumed that from this goodness everyone can choose something to their liking in order to dress themselves and decorate the room. In my eyes, it's just pathetic trash, good for nothing. Then, at the end of the corridor, I come across a group of adults who look like a teaching staff. I have no desire to come into contact with them, but a little to the side I notice an elderly woman in a white coat, who is either a nanny or a nurse, and I turn to her so that others do not hear. I say that I am looking for my former room, that I was in a group of difficult children (for some reason I am speaking in French), and I ask you to help me find this room. The kind woman readily responds and begins to lead me along the corridor. Alas, to no avail... My friend reminds me that it’s already about seven o’clock in the evening, and I could be late for the train, which leaves somewhere around eight o’clock, but I don’t know the exact time. I am faced with the question of the value of the things I am looking for, and I also begin to doubt that I will be able to find this room, since I cannot accurately describe what it looks like, but only hope that I will recognize it when I see it. In general, this search plot never reached its logical conclusion. Other fragments of the same dream. ...I seem to be at some kind of market or supermarket, and in front of me is a mountain of meat - it looks like beef, dried and then sealed in film. I pick up one or the other piece and examine it carefully - this is a new type of product for me, something that seems fresh and at the same time ready to eat. I'm not sure if it's worth buying. Then I fish out the smallest one from the pile of packages, which turns out not to be a solid, weighty piece, but several thinly sliced slices, and its price is significantly lower than other portioned pieces. Everything seems to suit me, I think it’s better to take a little to try, and from this you can make a wonderful schnitzel and all that... However, I don’t buy meat: somehow it doesn’t inspire appetite (in reality, I really don’t eat beef). ...I drive the car, and it turns out fine - I didn’t hit a single pole or a single pedestrian. I remember that I even stopped when the traffic situation required it, and the brakes did not fail (I felt very satisfied, since in reality I drive very badly). ...I need to go down to the river to pick up something I left on the shore. The banks are steep, and I go down a winding path, where I see a crowd of people looking into the water and discussing something. An unpleasant guess flashes through my mind about the drowned man. Subsequently, it seems to dissipate, I don’t see any bloated corpse, but still the water has some kind of suspicious appearance - cloudy, seething, clearly hiding some kind of abomination. I have no desire to see this, and I decide to go down to the river in another place...

Mei

I am in my house, but instead of my husband and children, my parents and children are there. I'm going to long journey. I take out all the most necessary things from all the closets and chests of drawers and pack them into one normal suitcase from real life and into two strange cube-shaped suitcases with hinged lids. My mother follows me around, tries to help, but everything falls out of her hands and she periodically bursts into tears. He cries, then sighs, then sobs, then laments something like: “Oh, how far you will be from us!” Then it occurs to me that I won’t be able to carry three suitcases, I don’t have enough arms, especially with these cube-shaped little boxes. The solution is simple, you need to take them all out and pack them in another normal large suitcase. I start looking for my suitcase. One seems too big and the other is nowhere to be seen. Mom reports that her husband ruined that suitcase by spilling milk on it in the car. As a result, I still find a suitable suitcase and leave the house. On the way we stop by to visit our grandparents, as if transported back in time. Those. I somehow know that this is the past, and that we went there so that I could say goodbye to my grandparents when they were still young. Mom comes into their house, for some reason I stay outside. My grandparents pass on to me through my mother some of my things that they have kept from my childhood. This is 3 or 4 pairs of shoes. Very decent brown leather shoes with laces, canvas tennis slippers - clean, just like new, some blue canvas slippers with a flower pattern and a pair of worn-out ballet slippers. All the shoes are a little too small for me, except for the ballet slippers. The slippers are just in time, although worn. I take them and throw them into my suitcase. Grandfather somehow telepathically asks from the apartment (I still don’t see him) if I would like to take something else, because the shoes are in such good condition. I firmly refuse and say that apart from these slippers I can do without everything. Then I’m at the airport, going to catch a plane. That's where I wake up. Well... As my ballet friend said, she flew to the Grand Opera. Yeah, if only...

758

I have a dream: I’m going on vacation to the south and it looks like I’m going abroad (like Turkey). And the whole family gathers: mom, dad, even mine deceased grandmother. Another guy who joined us, who had recently been released from prison (he has a son and was trying to visit him before leaving). By evening everyone was already gathered, only I had no horse lying around. And the next day our train leaves at 17-00. I slept with my grandmother in the room (as in childhood and it even looked like it was our old apartment), got up in the morning and started packing my things. It kept going through my head: I only have 3 hours left to get ready. And so I spent the bulk of my sleep rummaging through my things and rearranging what was needed and what was not needed. I really liked my 2 pairs of blue jeans. In general, there was a lot of clothes. There were some other events in the dream, but the main part was sorting through and appraising clothes.

Anita-92

I dreamed that I was suddenly on the seashore... and suddenly, out of the blue, I start digging a hole on this shore from which I drag out, for the most part, my pens, which I use to write in class, cosmetics... after which I run into the water and at the bottom I start looking for my things...

770

The case takes place in a village house. A chest was found under the floor in the room. I opened Nikolai’s personal belongings there and they were in excellent condition, a white shirt, white, ironed, a brand new overcoat in the pocket, coins and a handkerchief. And these thoughts I have should be taken to the Kremlin museum. I’m asking my aunt where it’s from, and she says Nikolai drove by and left it.

Bellie

It all started with packing things. As it turned out later, I didn’t take many things that weren’t really necessary (but for some reason seemed like essentials). Already being on a moving train, or rather an express train, I discovered that when the passengers disembarked at the first stop, my bag with some of my things also “left” the train. I tried to explain my problem to the conductor of the next car, because... I was ashamed to tell the conductor of my carriage about the loss. Then, forgetting about my luggage, I found myself in the vestibule of another carriage, but not alone, but holding 3 light-colored puppies on a leash. Sand was scattered across the vestibule, and one of the puppies began to dig, but nothing worked, because... there was little sand and no hole was formed. Once I was in my seat, I started trying to remember what was missing from that bag. I couldn’t remember for a long time, but when I finally remembered, it was very annoying and insulting. I’m 19, and from the text of the dream it’s clear that I’m a girl. There are practically no assumptions about the meaning of sleep. I can only add that I am worried about my family and friends in last year sea. But I can’t help but take everything that’s happening to heart...

Irulya

I am in an apartment with my ex-boyfriend and my friend. My ex-boyfriend calls me somewhere, and I start packing my things. A friend is crying. I'm looking for a hairdryer. I can’t find where he went? I ask them. Someone shows me. It lies right in front of my nose. How did I not notice it before? I begin to explain that for some reason I am like this! It's always like this for me! I find a small, really lost thing that is not particularly needed right away without any problems. But I don’t see what lies on the surface, so necessary and necessary, I don’t see it, although it lies right in front of my nose, I won’t see it until it’s poked at me. I repeat this several times. And this phrase pulsates in my head, as if I’m missing something important!

The day before, I started reading “Orders of Love” based on your recommendation. The book is not one of those that gives inspiration. Many things seemed unpleasant (for example, the author’s arrogant tone in which he gives out recommendations is embarrassing, and also that he does it on the fly, without delving into it). Some things are described very precisely, and that makes it difficult to read about them (for example, the description of the psychology of a suicide, how he jokes and laughs at death, does not underestimate it. I immediately remembered how my first husband joked about his death for a whole week, and then died truly and forever). The book left the following impression: a giant honeycomb with billions of disgusting cells, from which there is only one way out - beyond the limits of existence. This is true if you see life as described in the book. Despite the fact that much of what is described in “Orders of Love” exactly corresponds to the facts, this entire factual picture of the world does not help to live at all, but on the contrary, kills living things, reduces them to cells. I decided to finish reading the book, not for pleasure, but to know. And this is how this depressing information appeared in my dream: All night I woke up and opened my eyes, snatching individual objects from the surrounding space. These objects were immediately woven into the reality of the dream. Reality was shaped like a bottomless glass, like in Tetris. A crumpled wool sweater, a children's snow scooter, boxes, speakers, a bag, the back of a chair, and a piece of wall fell into the glass. As soon as all this added up to one mountain, it ceased to exist as a separate thing, but became a shapeless colored spot in the overall mosaic. In this mosaic one could discern the colors of long-forgotten things, today's everyday items, there were also mourning wreaths and something suspiciously reminiscent of the red upholstery of a coffin. All this crumpled, intertwined and obscured the view. The look was stuffy from this colored rubbish. The next day I really wanted to play Tetris. Actually I think computer games a useless waste of precious time. Tetris and similar games, where you don’t need to think, but just stupidly follow the movement of spots with your eyes, were the only thing that periodically fascinated me.

AnaLitik

An analogy might go like this. You write a letter to your friend: “Masha! I would like you to also be able to play the button accordion. But, I’m afraid you don’t have enough time for this...” And Masha writes in response: “Well, why not... Yesterday I played this button accordion for ten hours without a break. The accordion's voice is not the most pleasant. And then all night long I dreamed about buttons, buttons, buttons...” (Actually, Tetris is an image of how a tired brain tries to put together an overall picture of a rather complex theory).

In response to your heroism, I will share my personal memories. Typically, systemic therapy is studied for two years. (This, among other things, makes it easier to figure out the payment, since it is more expensive than studying at a driving school). First you study general topics, such as: “Parents and children”, “Men and women”, “Tragic incidents in the family”. Then private ones: “Arrangements in narcology, cardiology, oncology, etc.). Well... We are going through the topic: “Parents and children.” The atmosphere is casual. The general group is divided into small circles. And everyone takes turns putting together the simplest combination: I am mom and dad. It was my turn. My deputy (already inside the composition) declares: “For some reason I don’t want to look at my mother, it hurts my eyes...” The trainer (Burnyashev, Institute of Systemic Therapy, Moscow) passes by. And as he walks, he throws out: “There’s an abortion here.” He takes the hand of the first woman he comes across, puts her on the floor “in the position of the dead”: “This is your unborn sister. Keep working, don’t stop!” (Here we need to work on the theme: I would never have been born if you had not died. I live instead of you. I am forever in your debt). I'm working it out. In the evening I bring the book “Orders of Love” to my mother. Here, they say, read it. There is such a method. Today we did a constellation and it turns out that there was an abortion right in front of me. Have you ever had an abortion? Yes, he says, once, but right in front of you...

In general, now I'm everyone New Year I go out into the street with a glass in my hand. I pour vodka on the snow and whisper something like: “You died - I live. I’ll live a little longer in your place, and then we’ll meet.” (At the same time, I’m not a Hellinger fan, but still, still, still...)

Metla

Tell me, were you not oppressed by some hidden similarity to a TV show in these arrangements? In the process of reading The Orders of Love, I more than once had the feeling of the superficiality of the recipes given.

How can one reduce such a vast topic as the desire for God to one of His hypostases? Such primitiveness is forgivable for such publications as “help yourself” and “psychology for housewives”. Overall I'm disappointed.

And the second question is about the essence of the process itself: looking at the pedigree known to me, I find many suspicious nodes.

I find my relatives on my father’s side “mine,” warmer, more familiar, and I identify with them, with their qualities (this was the case even in childhood, when I hated my father himself). I liked the stories about my great-grandmother Dunya, whom I never saw (she died before I was born). I definitely liked this dashing aunt, I also saw a lot of similarities in her and in myself. When I was sitting at my father’s anniversary, wall newspapers with photographs of my ancestors were hanging on the wall, I was suddenly drawn to the photo of Grandma Dunya. It was as if I accidentally saw my reflection in the mirror: even in the face there is a similarity.

My maternal relatives have always been cold and distant for me (except for the cousin already mentioned here). They were always unattainably successful, positive and so beautiful, it was as if they were not people. They felt like majestic stone statues. However, there was also a lot of things there that one could cling to: my grandmother’s alcoholic sister, who changed 6 husbands, she had a very cheerful life (“you will be like Aunt Nina” - they scared me in childhood).

Grandfather deceived grandmother when he took her to his home as a bride after the war. A “surprise” was waiting for her at home - his daughter from his first marriage, about whom he told her nothing. Grandmother was nervous and touchy; all her life she could not forgive him for this deception. She died early from cancer. I never sympathized with my grandmother’s insult; it is foreign to me. Grandfather lived until he was 86 years old. It seems to me that he was a solid, stable person, but again, he was too unattainably distant for me (maybe it seems so from my mother’s exalting descriptions).

Mom retold all this to me more than once, probably as educational conversations. So I look at this whole picture and don’t know where to look: on the one hand, I feel like I am related to my great-grandmother Dunya, on the other, my brother is always mentally with me, my mother’s relatives are completely distant. Then there was my father’s mother, who lost two of her four children. Rather, my father “lives for his brother” (my grandmother often said that the deceased child was more affectionate).

And another moment that I often think about: only my mother’s father died of old age, all the others - three out of four grandparents - died of cancer. My mother's father, who lived the longest, was the most complete of them all.

There is a suicide in my own family. This fact fuels the hatred of his mother-in-law, his sister and father.

Now, looking at this far from complete picture, where to steer?

AnaLitik

This school has a compelling justification, which is formulated there as follows: “there are no perfect systems.” At the same time, they view people as very deeply dependent on the system: a woman, for example, may be intertwined (unconscious identification to her detriment) with “great-grandmother Dunya,” “Aunt Nina,” her suicidal husband, etc. Conscious identifications are of no interest to anyone here (if a person is aware of his similarity with someone, then he can steer himself), and unconscious identifications are revealed with the help of semantic fields that arise within an artistic composition of living people, which is somewhat reminiscent of “Rock Garden” .

If we take this line of self-research to the limit (in practice, no one reaches this limit), then a person will see that in fact he does not exist for himself, but is constantly paying for those who participated in his creation. Hellinger brought this practice from Africa. And it seems to be older than other forms of religion.

The phrase: “The search for God is always a search for the father, when the father is found, then a person stops looking for God,” perhaps it will become a little clearer if you imagine very small child who can't read. And the father for him is a certain external object on which he completely depends, because the mother, in some way, also depends on this “father”. This is God as an empirical phenomenon, and not the God that a child learns about from the Bible when he learns to read. The heavenly father can be a projection of the earthly father. If a person can separate God from the system, then... it’s scary to think. This person will go beyond the archetypal conscience and will laugh at systemic values: marital fidelity, caring for children, etc. God is found and man stops looking for him, because the real God is the main enemy of the system.

In practice, the arrangements look like this: there are mostly women in the room. Everyone's handkerchiefs, napkins and eyes are wet. Nobody understands anything. Everyone is waiting for the stones to fall; until this moment, stories about which grandfather died in a concentration camp and which great-grandmother suffered from drug addiction are of no interest to anyone. Hellinger prefers not to listen to anything at all. He even forbids talking about the family tree, because the arrangement itself will show everything. In principle, this is true. And in our studies it was also like this: “There is a girl in front of you. She will not say anything about her illness or her relatives. Get to work."

The work itself proceeds at lightning speed, harshly and authoritarianly. This is not really a “TV show”, it’s much worse, because on a TV show everyone argues until they are hoarse, but here all the arguments remain behind the scenes. Well, basically, there is nothing special about it. It’s like a dream, it also “arranges stones” itself. You can get drunk from this, but you can also sober up. Hellinger, of course, is treated poorly in his homeland. German psychologists came to us here and swore at him, saying that he was opening Pandora’s box and the patients were going crazy. And there is nothing special in this criticism either. The Italians, for example, believe that their Meneghetti is a “professor who destroys the mind.” Germany, Italy or Russia...The system is to change it...And there are no perfect systems.

If you want to look into your Pandora’s box, then this can only be done if you come to some constellation center (any regional capital, preferably Moscow; Hellinger himself did this last year in Vladivostok). In Khabarovsk, such a procedure costs about three thousand rubles. You can, of course, do everything yourself. But this is about the same as getting into a cockpit for the first time in your life. combat helicopter and turn on the screws without going into the purpose of the remaining buttons. When the helicopter falls into the sea, then you need to taxi further “toward the light.”

Metla

I understood where Hellenger got his God the Father from. But this is a very primitive view. Not only the Bible describes the hypostases of God, and the Bible and other sacred scriptures are not the only source of knowledge about the essence of the divine. In the end, someone once wrote them too, based on their inner spiritual experience; therefore, their spiritual experience is enough to know God. And this someone’s real experience speaks from the pages of the Bible that there is God the Father, God the Son and the Holy Spirit. And this is not the only thing we know - in other religious practices there are other answers to the question “who is God.” Father is just one of the understandings.

Do you really think that when the real God is found it is “scary”? For whom?

AnaLitik

Remember about “Whoever gets up first gets the slippers.” Priorities can be set both from the point of view of an infantile child and from the point of view of a mature adult. This helps to highlight certain extreme poles among the endless ideas about God. The God of infantile man and the God of mature man. Hellinger starts from an “infantile god,” and I perceive this as flirting with the audience, as a political move (it’s like power over an infantile electorate: “well, since you’re all like that, you’ll get yourself such a president”). And Meneghetti starts from the “mature God.” A mature God is God within, it is the In-itself. You can meet him if you love yourself. If you love yourself completely, completely, without censorship. If some of your instincts have been castrated, then your ideas about God have also been castrated, that is, you no longer recognize him. Or so, since systemic policies lead to the suppression of a woman’s instincts, then this woman “does not believe” in God. A man brazenly enjoys his penis, i.e. trusts instincts, i.e. trusts God, i.e. believes.

In general, Hellinger is not so simple either. “Orders of Love” created a huge electorate for him. And then he went and wrote a book: “Orders of Help,” after which almost all of his admirers shied away from him like the plague. That is, he built a kingdom, and then when everyone believed in him, he said that it was a bad kingdom. Now he is like Lenin in Gorki. Mikhail Burnyashev (head coach, who is also the director of the institute and publishing house) lamented: “I have his last manuscript, “Bogomysli,” but it is dangerous to publish it.” Although, in principle, nothing dangerous happened. He published it. It's just that no one reads this book.

For whom is the real God dangerous? For those who are playing with external priorities. I’ll try to quote Meneghetti from memory (I quote, that is, resort to plagiarism, to save time): “When people ask me if I believe in God, I want to ask: Which God? In your God of infantile people? My God would be the first atheist on the threshold of any church.”

My God is probably the same. God creates systems, just as an artist paints pictures, but does not believe in any of them. Otherwise he will not be able to draw anything new. And when he stands on the threshold of the Institute of Ontopsychology, he also smiles like an atheist. I saw living ontopsychologists, they also behaved like children. You can, of course, ask: “Why do you, Arseny, even go to the “ontopsychological church”? I will answer: It’s like visiting. I really want to go visit someone. But to whom? I'll go to someone who doesn't prohibit cognac and cigars. I’ll go to someone who doesn’t forbid talking about instincts. I’ll go to where my mind feels, now feels, at least some kind of resonance.

But if drunken fights start there, then I will leave there.

Metla

There, when you order your arrangement, you pay the agreed price. It may be less than three thousand (this is almost the ceiling for different Gurus). And when you come to a group without a request and just attend, then most likely you don’t pay at all or pay symbolically. In some groups, if they use you as a substitute, they pay you extra. And the sobbing starts if they do a lot of arrangements in a row, heating up the atmosphere.

An unfamiliar house, but it seems to be mine, we are supposed to have some kind of event there. The house is a mess. The director of the company where I work came, put a bag on the table, I rummaged through it, there were his wife’s cosmetics along with children’s things. Things like tights and socks are all full of holes, I’m trying to fold it all, looking for a pair of socks, stuffing a sock into a sock.
The director is just a director.

When you dream about things in a dream, this dream means that you have excellent intellectual abilities, and you can stand out from your surroundings. Clean things in a dream the dream announces that you will soon have a great, carefree life.

Why do things dream - Freud's dream book

When you dream about things, it means that you are in a situation where you cannot cope with yourself and you will have to ask a loved one for help.

Dreaming of washing things is a sign that there will be some confusion in your life. Typically, this dream promises some changes that will soon occur in your life.

If you dream about the belongings of a deceased person, this dream represents a serious illness for you or a person in your immediate environment.

As our dream book interprets, if you dream of losing things, this is a signal from your subconscious that you do not believe in any information that comes to you from others.

If you dream of things being stolen, it means that you have a dream that you will never be able to achieve.

According to the dream book, when you dream about many things, it means that you are afraid that the person close to you is not honest with you.

Finding things in a dream means that you will solve problems that have tormented you for a long time.

A dream in which you see other people's things, this dream can give you a short notice that your close person is deceiving you.

Dreaming of giving away things, this dream means that after meeting a pleasant person who remains in your life, you have achieved inner harmony.

When you dream about your husband's things, it is a signal from your subconscious that you are attached to the right person.

Things of the former when this dream appears in some context in a dream, it means that good news they will come to you soon.

As our dream book interprets things being dirty in a dream, this dream means that when you are awake, you want to live closer to nature.

You dream of picking up something, this is a sign of an improvement in your income. But when things are taken from you in a dream, this dream announces the loss of property for you.

When you dream of a bag with things, it good sign for you in all areas of life.

Everything you dream about measuring things predicts that you will soon change your life and you will really like these changes.

In a dream, you dreamed of things being thrown away; as a rule, this dream indicates that you will experience unrequited joy.

Why do you dream about things being collected - Miller’s dream book

When you dream of collecting things, this dream means that you will earn a lot of money in the near future. If you dream of packing things in a suitcase, this will bring you some profit in life.

Your husband's collected belongings appearing in a dream are a sign that you will encounter unfavorable circumstances while carrying out your plans.

When in a dream you dreamed of your things packed into a suitcase, this is a signal that you have been trying for a very long time to achieve today’s relationship with a person who will soon somehow let you down and change your entire worldview.

When you dream that you are packing things into your friend's bag, it is a sign that your social status will improve in the near future.

Seeing collected things appear in some context in a dream means that people who wish you harm are watching you. This dream could also mean that you will have very changing times during which you will experience joy and success, as well as sadness and defeat.

Seeing a stranger's collected things in a dream, this dream is a signal from your subconscious that you are too generous and you need to be a little more careful because a lot of fake people are taking advantage of your generosity.

Why do children’s things dream – Vanga’s dream book

When you dream about children's things, it means that you will soon unintentionally get involved in some unpleasant situation that will make your life difficult. This dream also tells you that you will make mistakes in the near future due to which you will be in big trouble.

A dream in which children's things appeared says that in life you will have to face many obstacles in order to achieve a given goal.

If you dream that your friend is holding children's things in his hands, this means that an important ceremony will soon take place in your family.

Why do you dream about new things - Nostradamus’ dream book

When you dream about new things, it is a sign that you will not be able to fulfill your ambitious goal, perhaps because you yourself realize that it is not real. When you dream that you see someone else's new things, it means that you will have a mysterious admirer. If you try on new things in a dream, this is a signal from your subconscious that you have big chance for success. When new things appear in a dream in some context, it means that you are restless, perhaps due to a health condition that has been failing you a lot lately.

If you saw snow in a dream, know that troubles will pass you by. When a snowstorm hits in a dream, expect sadness in reality. Ate snow - to the collapse of ideals. Dirty snow is a dream when in reality you will pacify your pride and normalize your relationship with a person who considered you arrogant. Snow melting in a dream promises experiences. You are a girl and you are rolling down the road on a sleigh in the snow in a dream - expect a fight for your lover. If in a dream you are lost in the snow and cannot get out, it means that a dark streak has come in life.
Seeing snow in a dream can indicate different things. Depending on the details of the dream. Miller's dream book gives a fairly accurate answer to what snow may mean in a dream.

Why do you dream about fluffy snow?

If you see snowdrifts of sparkling beautiful snow in a dream, you have nothing to worry about. Everything in your life is going smoothly, you don’t have to worry about any troubles.

Why do you dream about dirty snow?

If you step on dirty snow in a dream, you may experience unpleasant moments in communicating with other people.

If you walk in the snow in a dream, it means the time has come to repent of your deeds before the Almighty. Dirty snow in a dream is a harbinger of hardships in life. Dreaming of dirty snow is a sign that not everyone can be trusted. Clean shiny snow indicates that your actions were never selfish. To fall under heavy snow in a dream means to be in the future happy man. Getting caught in the snow in a dream means severe difficulties. Cleaning snow-covered roads means taking on an important mission.
Why do some people dream of snow? What can be associated with such a dream? Here the answer depends on what kind of snow one sees in a dream: snow-white or dirty, like slush.

Why do you dream about white snow?

White snow dreams of peace and inner harmony. Shoveling it, walking on it, or watching the snow-white snow slowly fall means that you are living the right life.