Res Ipsa Loquitur (phrase)- Latin, Legalese: "The Thing Speaks For Itself." . . . DREAM JOURNAL

So, last night I had a classic "missing the aeroplane" dream. In this case, the flight was going to the Caribbean. A bunch of people from my law school captured the flight, but I was fumbling around through bags, trying to find the right identification to get past customs (the customs officials were all from the islands, and seemed to be trying to help). "The Complete Dream Book," by Holloway, states that the aeroplane dream is a common for people my age and that "the plane... represents the ability to move to the next level, either by getting more of what you want in life or experiencing the sensation of fulfillment." Missing the flight symbolizes that "the experiences or satisfaction you are striving for seem elusive."

It doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to piece together that this was probably another dream expressing the lag I feel from not yet being employed after law school. Hm, just in time for announcements that the U.S. is in a recession, too. Ah well. Patience, subconscious, patience.

I had another dream last night that I had created a brilliant poster project for my Family Law class and had been saving it afterwards, but that different people (all male) kept cutting it up and turning it into paper mache creations. In one case, a guy made the project into an odd plaster dog doll that I actually liked, but my friend's kid (also male) tried to break it. Then the kid was the person cutting up the project.

Sort of an interesting theme here. Basically, there are repeated male figures taking something I made that had to do with academics, and turning it into something else entirely. Also adding to the mix is the fact that Family Law is one area where I distinctly do not want to practice. I almost suspect that the dream is telling me to consciously mix things up or let something go in regards to my legal training or school experience: in the dream, I was clinging to something that was no longer useful to me... I was proud of the work I'd done, but I had no love at all for the subject it was associated with, and  so --ultimately-- holding on to the old creation was not logical.