I had a dream of being gleefully naked in wilderness, then wallet and clothes stolen
I’m going through quite a time. Recovery from childhood abuse is prominent – stress and realizations coming out in a few ways including dreams. Also I’m having a lot of financial difficulty – I took a business risk and so far it’s just resulted in debt that restricts me a ton.
I traveled recently to the ocean because I needed to, and there I was able to relax and sleep well for the first time in a decade. When I returned home, it was clear that more stress from abuse and finances was bubbling to the surface and being released as a result of being in an unusual relaxed state.
Below I describe the last and most complicated dream I had after returning from the trip. I was meditating and was able to relax enough to sleep and dream. Usually I don’t dream at all because I can’t sleep.
I put my clothes in a locked locker in what looked like a train station in India so I could go on a nature hike with a group of men on a bright sunny day. For some reason we wore no clothes. First we walked across a tall, stone catwalk (looked like a Roman aqueduct). From there I looked down to my right at ancient rock or concrete that had been weathered deeply by water. There were dark, round pools of blackish water a few feet deep or deeper connected and all over like Swiss cheese, carved out in concrete or stone. It was like an ancient stone-cut canal that had been abandoned. The water didn’t seem to move much. My reaction to it wasn’t pleasant. Didn’t look like water I wanted to get into. The water may have been stagnant and with all the rocks, it looked dangerous to jump into from the catwalk.
Then we were in the wilderness, like a humid jungle, naked, in a line, walking over vines on dense jungle floor. It was no more difficult than walking over sticks barefoot – slow but steady progress. No dense weeds to chop through – just careful, barefoot stepping. I was so happy. I thought in the dream that I was so happy to be with God and just appreciated being there at all, walking to an unknown place.
When we returned to the train station where I’d left my clothes and wallet in a locker, I discovered that I’d been robbed. There was a brief vision of the wallet – old, brown leather full of credit cards and others. Mine is not actually old brown leather, but it was my wallet in the dream. I was certain the wallet would turn up, but a policewoman or female guard in a gold-ish brown uniform told me it was gone. I realized I’d been scammed. Some crooks had access to my locker. I think I saw them – pick-pocket, rag-wearing children who somehow had watched me put my stuff in the locker then stole it. I turned away, just wondering what was next.
The other dream of the few I had recently that confuses me is a skinny, spindly crab with skinny claws as long as its body. I think it came out of my luggage in the dream. I was in the shower standing on dark blue towels I’d dumped in there. The crab unraveled itself, then clumsily came after me crawling over the towels.
Because of lack of sleep, I rarely dream. Since returning from the trip, on which I relaxed more than I have in years, I had three nights of intense dreams. Then none. I haven’t slept much since.
Any help would be appreciated. This was a very unusual three-night stint of dreams. I only described two. I had more than one a night. I never dream three nights in a row, and these were very vivid and emotional.
Asked by Mick