I dreamed last night that I built a crazy wooden boat and went out on a calm inland sea with friends aboard (many of whom were children) – and every time I looked out into the distance I could see whales – narwhals in particular, the unicorn whales. Even though the boat was crazy-built, it was the best boat on the water – the most comfortable and seaworthy of any other boat around me. But it was the whales that have stuck with me the most since waking up – because narwhals have always struck me as quasi-magical creatures with their sleek black bodies and long single horns.
So these are powerful images – calm water, a boat, whales, children – and although I rarely engage in dream analysis, I find the temptation with such symbols too great. I should note here that I don’t believe dreams are windows onto the future, but rather the present internal state – and in this way analysis can be useful. My former therapist used to ask about my dreams often and in the re-telling of them I understood them differently.
So here are the symbols explained (interpretations taken from a couple of sites and added to by me):
That this dream also followed some very heavy (though reassuring) relationship discussion is a hopeful sign to me. That even though there is work to be done and things to process, people to placate and steps needed to move forward – at root I am reassured, that my belief in myself is the seaworthy boat I need to navigate this situation, and that the situation itself is one that presents me with new insight as long as I remain open to seeing into the distance. Really, the strength of my inner reserve is clear to me and I have a great deal of faith in it no matter how crazy-built it is.
Six months ago I was single – this afternoon I’ve got an appointment with a family counselor. How quickly the problem focus changes depending on the context. While it’s true that things between Brian and I are going exceptionally well on most fronts, this relationship is not without some issues – and I’ve decided that rather than being further confused by what to do I would rather talk to a professional-type person who can give me some advice.
Fortunately, my work offers free “solutions-based” counseling which is available in-person or over the phone. Convenient!
Without going into too much detail, I am really just trying to sort through what exactly I can or should expect in a relationship where there is a child and an ex-partner who need to be considered in decision-making. To me, it’s a bit like being single on an airplane – you are always the first one to be moved for the convenience of others. And while I get the practicality of that approach because I can more easily be accomodating, I don’t always want to. And then because I don’t want to, I feel selfish. And somewhat immature. And this combination does little for my overall state of well-being, not to mention triggering a whole bunch of other stuff that has nothing to do with this relationship at all (rejection-anxiety anyone?)
I should mention here that this goes on pretty much in my own head, and that Brian has been more than receptive to discussing and working through this. But I’m afraid that it’s not enough. Which means it’s time to call in the professionals. I think. It’s free anyway, so I’m doing it, and maybe I’ll even get some good advice out of the deal.
Before I get into the tech post I want to write today (google mobile – woo hoo) – I thought to post a little life update since it’s been awhile and perhaps some of you are interested in where I’ve been. As usual, my trips away mean I don’t blog much – so it feels like forever since I’ve touched base here.
The last couple of weeks have been all union travel: Kelowna-Vernon and then Ottawa back-to-back. Although it felt *so* good to be home this weekend, I’m off again on Friday to visit my folks in Victoria, and have an overnight trip to Nanaimo next week for work. According to my calendar, my travel will be done until late April – but really, until June/July I am *busy* with all manner of things.
I returned home 24-hours early from bargaining sessions in Ottawa, managing to finish up meetings and get a last-minute flight out Thursday night which put me well ahead of the storm that has socked in the city for the last three days. The weekend was spent recuperating and catching up with people who I haven’t seen for ages (Jess and I hadn’t hung out for over two months!) – not to mention getting some quality time with Brian.
And for the record, I am finding this travel more difficult now that I have someone in my life to miss. Which isn’t a complaint so much as an observation – because I wouldn’t change anything about my current set-up. Fortunately he gets it, and we have technology to keep us close even when one or the other is physically far away.
As for the relationship in general – it’s wow – better than I ever could have expected. Brian and I are integrating our lives bit by bit, introducing each other to friends and work colleagues, and working out the family logistics that are a part of both of our situations. After years of figuring that I was just destined for singledom (and not in a bad way – I was in fact okay with it), I am continually amazed at the depth and degree to which I want this particular relationship (as opposed to “a” relationship). I’m in that indescribable phase of the relationship – finding it difficult to express my feelings about things without falling into the trap of bad cliches. So I won’t bother trying and you can fill in the rest. It’s good, and it’s real, and I am so there.
I have very little other news from my life as of late. I’ve been working a lot for the union, which doesn’t make for particularly interesting anecdotes here. Being back at my desk for a few weeks should help get my fingers to the keyboard a bit more often – so there will be more writing and photographs to come. Promise.
I wish! A Billy Connolly clip that always makes me laugh (with a cute animation).
I want to do a comprehensive update with some ranting about recent world events but I find myself without time this morning before our meetings start here at the bargaining table.
In the meantime:
More later.