Reflecting on a Dream in Jungian Analytic Practice

Abstract

Closing my eyes for a few seconds, I imagine the dream. I see the dream, my version, in my mind’s eye. In my dream of the dreamer’s dream, I am in a smallish room and am looking at a stocky older woman to my left sitting quietly, holding a bunch of balloons. The image feels familiar.

“Last night I had a dream — well, a fragment of a dream, “ a patient tells me as she is settling into her chair. “I dreamed of a woman with a hunch of balloons,” she adds.