Women who run with the wolves - a dream

I love dreams and dream interpretation as a wonderful way of getting to know myself and my friends, but lately my own dreams have been too simplistic and obvious to need any thought work at all. I've been occupied with discussing the surrealism of my friends' dreams instead. Last night,
at last, I had a dream that I feel needs interpretation: why was I running after dogs/ wolves in the forrest? Why was the man next to me almost naked and had no shoes on? Why did I let him slow me down? And why did His lack of proper clothes and slowing me down lead into me having contractions and being forced to give up the wolf-chase and giving birth to a child too early instead?


... Oh. I see it now. Nevermind , having written it down makes it all pretty obvious. Maybe next dream will be more of a challenge... Good night, interesting dreams to all! ( I hope to get back to the forrest and to the wolves soon, in 9 months or so.)

If someone feels that the idea of running with the wolves speaks to you, I recommend you to look into "Women Who Run with the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype" by
Clarissa Pinkola Estes.
It's really all about being true to your soul. And about my own dream, it's almost too easy. I believe many women give up on their own souls, dreams and goals for these reasons: love and family, too early.
Even the right thing becomes the wrong thing if it comes at the wrong time, or if your perception of it is wrong. Being a mother doesn't have to mean giving up all the other parts of you. But indeed, some parts may need to go to sleep for a while.