The house looks like a Laundry, clothes, bedding, shoes and books draped everywhere. The burst pipe was capped and eventually, water stopped pouring out of the ceiling. Looking on the bright side, it’s forced me to begin the Winter/Spring clean I’ve been promising to do for…..a very long time.
In the world of psychology, water has associations with our emotions. In dreams when water is involved, depending on how we feel about the water (from sea to swimming pool or water in any form), we can discover what our subconscious is trying to tell us about what we feel, fear, etc.
I wasn’t dreaming yesterday when I walked into my bedroom and burst pipe rain was pouring down on the bed, on everything. I felt powerless, frustrated and a torrent of words raged out of my mouth. Later, after a cup of tea, (now don’t tell me that’s not fortuitous, with the water turned off I discovered exactly enough in the kettle for one cup of tea) and a chat with a friend, even the feelings abated. These are only things and things are not people and they’re not feelings, they’re hardly anything at all. The calm after the storm feels particularly good.