The dream
The dream started with me being on the street where I live. In the dream, in front of the buildings, there is a strip of grass and a boulevard of trees (in reality there is such a boulevard only in part of the street). I sit on the grass in front of my building alone and probably talk to my mother on the phone (I'm not convinced it was her) and tell her that next week I'm going to another city for my girlfriend who was newly religious and has a birthday (in reality I did make such plans).
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My mom tries to convince me not to go. She says that it is not safe there, that there's a war going on there. I for one am more afraid about my car and if it will get through this trip.
I do not remember how the conversation ended, but after that I lie on the grass, feeling a sense of easiness, that I have nowhere to hurry. I start to laugh and let my soul fly through the trees. Don't ask me how... As if I am separating my mind from my body and then raging through the trees upward with my body lying on the grass. I laugh and am pleased and suddenly realize that if someone sees me they'll probably think I'm crazy. So I get myself up and sit on the grass.
I see a tall, erect old man walking on the pavement behind me and talking out loud as if to himself but I understand that he wants to be heard. He goes up the stairs to the entrance to the building where I live in reality (but not in the dream). I hear him saying "I'll make my husband a surprise" and some other nonsense and I realize he's looking at me to see if I've heard him. He makes a gesture with his hand in his hair. I understand that his intentions are not good and he is up to something really bad for me and I decide to leave.
I gather up all my stuff from the grass. I have my clothes there and my husband's socks and jeans and a cell phone. Somehow I pick up everything and walk away quickly to my house in the dream that is down the street in an old three-story building.
I walk quickly and know that the old man is following me. I accidentally enter the yard of a private house instead of the yard of my building. Then I see that there is a gate that takes me to the entrance to my building without crossing the street. I'm glad I do not have to go back to the street. I enter an alley that leads me to the entrance to the building. It's dark outside and it frightens me a little, like a deserted alley in the market at night. Suddenly three tall, handsome men come to me.
I notice they're disguised. One with a high hat and a robe, another with a short red coat (up to under his armpit) jumps in front of me and starts singing and dancing. I respond to him in a light dance and leave. They laugh with joy and say, "look at the difference in people; between the way they look and how they behave" and they also comment that I behaved like a racist Yemenite ... (which i am not).
I arrive at the entrance to the building. There are long hangers full of clothes and people walking between them, like a clothing store. It's very hard to get to the stairwell and I'm under pressure to get there already. A moment later I'm home alone and then remember that I forgot to lock the door.
I just woke up terrified that I knew the old man could come into my house. I got up with a terrible shiver of fear in my legs. Really terrified. I do not know what I was so afraid of.
My Interpretation
Your dream describes a journey in consciousness that took place at night, something quite ordinary, but you remembered a lot of details. Very nice.
The dream begins when you are in your familiar self (=sitting on the grass at the yard of the house). You create a connection (= phone) with your soul, the divine part, whatever you call it, and ask if you can come to visit (= the visit to the other city). There is a discussion, a check-out between the personality and the soul, back and forth (symbolized by the security issue, the car, you are not sure that your personality is ready to make the conscious journey to the soul).
In the next stage there is a blackout (= "I do not remember how the conversation ended") and then you experience the connection with the soul (the flight, the feeling of happiness, easiness, laughter). The mind finds it hard to accept and brings you back to the reality. A sort of exit from your out-of-body experience.
The second part describes the processing by your mind of the experiences it absorbed during the encounter with the soul. Since the soul is composed of a multitude of aspects, when you "reach" it, you are aware of all the parts in you. You meet them. The old man and the three handsome men and the people who pass between the clothes - are all symbols that represent other parts of the personality. Of course, you can analyze what each one reflects but that I'll leave to you.
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Your fear of the old man and the fact that he wants to enter your home is the fear of the mind - that as soon as you allow the merging of your aspects, your identity as you (ie, as a personality) will disappear. Since such growth is essential to every person, I would advise you to work with your mind during the waking hours. Talk to it, relax it and allow this fusion. This is a process that takes time. So be patient.
