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By chance, I met a lady (JS) who I had known in 'Grimmauld Place' and I asked her about the ongoing roadworks outside the properties.  The news had totally slipped passed my radar and in fact the road is closed because a dirty, great mineshaft had opened up over a year ago.  Cracks had appeared in kitchen walls and the residents were told that the small hole was nothing to worry about and that it was to do with the water board.  That changed when the ground shifted. Work began re shoring the site at Christmas last year and is still ongoing. Originally, it was between no.17 & no. 23; now the digging and shoring has stopped short of my old place. Huh, I thought - there is no way that house is moving anywhere. I bet the place has armed itself. I say that, because there had been several incidents which made me consider that the house was haunted.
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Good luck sleeping tonight, Calico_Pye :-/

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Refering back to the nature of dreams of my old place, that I mentioned a few weeks ago, I have noticed that the place is changing whenever I dream of it now.  My last dreams were about trying tester pots of paint on the wall of my old bedroom (pink, purple, dark blue and turquoise) and having a discoball in my front room, whilst packing to go to London.  These were the present-day me rather than the past-tense me.  If what the Jung & House Symbolism page is anything to go by, then how I saw myself and how I see myself now is dramatically shifting.  For the better, too.

I used to dread these dreams, as I felt I was perpetually stuck and very unhappy, as per that time.  It was the one place that (even though rented) was actually mine and I think that has a lot of bearing.  Unhappy as I was, at least I called the shots on what I wanted.  Ironically our cottage is jointly-owned, yet I feel that I haven't had much of a say as to how it is decorated etc. (I probably DO have more say, but currently don't feel that I have - something I should address).  This is about compromise, I know.  Maybe I feel that I compromise too far - J has quite a 'neutral-tone' palette and I do not; it is his taste that is primarily reflected in the decor.

Aside from that, I have come to terms with the idea that the bedroom symbolism is about the hidden and expressive (dare I say spiritual?) side of the self, whereas the living room is more about image and projected self (constructed identity, per chance?).  I am also having sound tracks played; the latest ones are under the cut, but are not from that era.  Olive You're Not Alone was mid nineties and Trellis' tracks from The Green Wing are from the early noughties.  I was long gone from the property in both cases, so a bit of a cross over confusion there.

I am aware that i am talking as if Jung's philosophy was an established truth - obviously nothing is tangeably proved, BUT...as I believe the symbolism, my dreams would be affected by that belief (if that makes sense).

Soundtracks of My Dream )

For those who have not watched The Green Wing - episode one is HERE - possibly one of my favourite channel 4 alternative sitcoms.  I have met one of the scriptwriters, James Henry and his voice patterning is very similar to Tamsin Greig's character.
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I was talking to a friend about the nature of dreams and the unconscious.  We touched on Jung and the 'House Symbolisation.'  I rely on dreams as a source of creative influence as they are often random,varied and absolutely bizarre.  Whenever I am in an unsettled dream state, I repeatedly return to a house that I rented for nine years of my young adult. It has a unsettling story to tell; a past history of failed businesses, divorces, malefic squatters, domestic abuse and suicide. I too, was on the receiving end of unfortunate experiences and I wonder if there was some kind of stagnant energy or haunting of some sort that overshadowed it.  It certainly wasn't on the 'Shady Side of the Street' - it was a plain 2 up/2 down, at the top of a hill that overlooked a seaside resort.

Anyway, said friend recommended that I retrace my steps back to the unconscious.  Why did I return there and not my childhood homes/other rented properties or indeed the home I have lived in for the past twenty three years? I thought about what he had said and managed to locate a pattern within these dreams, where tokens, songs and poetry played a part. I hadn't realised that I had other repetative dream cycles - just that my psyche was most upset on the place that it had settled.  I jokingly refer to it as '9 Grimmauld Place' as a nod to the sinister building pre HP5 OOTP (although the OOTP place was number 12).

What he said made me think - "You return there because this is a place that a lot of damage was done." I was jolted; for some reason I hadn't seen it as that - but he was right.  You know when that is the case, because is strikes at the core and resonates like a temple bell.  Sometimes it takes another person to point out the obvious.  In seeing this, I think I am part way understanding myself a bit more.

I owe that guy breakfast (or at  the very least a steaming pot of tea).
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In Your Room Lyrics )

In your room...Last night, I dreamt of my old house (circa early nineties), but for irony's sake i will nickname it Grimmauld Place (I know - all the HP fans will be filled with distaste).  The house was empty, save for the carpets and my old pale blue bedroom. Where time stands still....I slept on the oatmeal carpet, sun shone through the curtain-less window and I could feel the rays on my face. Will you let the morning come soon...?  In this dream, I had woken and padded downstairs - to find a twin self sleeping on the hideous spiral carpet in my front room. I laid on my side, trying to reassure the twin self, who was cold and running with sweat - that everything was going to be OK. Or will you leave me lying here....? We both closed our eyes and the sun warmed our faces and the souls of our feet.

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Out of any dreams I have about the places I have lived, I only dream of this house.  Not my childhood one, or the current one - I continually return here. I have mixed feelings about this place; I experienced a paradox of the emptiness of being lonely, but also the solitude of being alone.  I was self-sufficient and and had the most 'unchecked' creativity there i.e. I did art that pleased me rather than other people (murals, indie music and tie-dye clothes - ah the nineties). Yet I would say that I am happier and have achieved more creatively (and more successfully) as a mature adult, where I am now. I have no yearnings to return to my twenties - in fact I would dread returning there, whether in my old house or otherwise. During the dream, I heard this song. Why do I feel that I have lost something?

Will I always be here?

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