It started off with me
         at some kind of ski resort-boarding school. I had
         this group of friends, all people I don't know in real life. We didn't like
         this place... I don't know why, but we didn't want to be there anymore. I
         believe it was something along the lines of feeling trapped there. Anyway,
         the group of us travel down the side of a snow-covered slope and I attempt
         to turn to my left and climb up another little hill off the slope. Then my
         leg slips into a pile of snow that falls down a sort of ravine. There's a
         break in the earth between the slope I'm on and on the other side of the
         ravine, the wall of it is made of brick and seems to be part of a building
         that's covered in snow. 

The easiest way I do dreamwork
         is to immerse myself in the dream, as if 
         it were mine. Then I can safely project onto myself without making 
         assumptions as to what the Dream might mean to you. You can read a bit 
         about this method on my site for more info. There are many ways I try to 
         get inside the Dream, to really feel it. So, I will incorporate my own 
         thoughts into your dream and see if anything sparks an "a ha!" on your 
         part. Then you can make associations for yourself.

I am at a place where
         I should be having fun but I am away from family, 
         a boarding school with others in the same predicament but it is cold. A 
         cold and barren place, like emotional coldness, a place where I am 
         amongst others who are "cold" to me, not open or not able to show 
         warmth. Trapped-like being trapped inside myself, cold and barren, not 
         able to connect to my emotions. Is this a place where I am learning how 
         to adapt in the cold environment? How to navigate in the cold?
         

I find something to my
         left. As I ski down to my left, which is the 
         feminine-my feminine side-attempting to traverse my feminine Self, I 
         encounter a hill...it has become a battle, like an upward move, not 
         easy. Then I slip-up but reveal something under the snow, a building, a 
         part of mySelf that has been buried for a loong looong time. This brings 
         chills to me, no pun intended. I feel as if this building, this brick 
         part of myself is a piece of the past that has now revealed itself to 
         me. A side of a ravine, a dangerous death risk. A break in the Earth. A 
         break in Me. My Earth, my Self, my Soul. There is a break and it reveals 
         a hidden Brick Wall. As if I had put up this brick wall years and years 
         ago and it has been lost and covered in snow and now I am finding it, 
         amongst the coldness and lonliness, where I am away from family. This 
         had to happen, like I needed to be in this dark, cold place in order to 
         reveal this part of my hidden self.
         

So, I yell to everyone
         to stop and then start walking further down the
         slope. I notice a dormitory to my right, the back of covered in snow. In my
         dream I recognized it as the dorm I stayed in as freshman in college, but it
         didn't look the same in the dream. I wander down to a spot where the slope
         levels out again, and look out to the left, where there's a very large river
         separating the boarding school from an industrial-type, dirty city. Kind of
         like one you'd expect to see in Louisiana along the Mississippi river. While
         we all look to the city, we plan our escape.

There is much symbolism
         here that I think you might be able to unlock. 
         This bothers me, seeing the dorm to the right backed up by snow, as if 
         it is a roadblock or an end. There is no way out the other side, if you 
         go this way then it will be a trap again. Does this make sense? Like for 
         me, seeing my dorm on the right side, my masculine side, the part of me 
         that wants a career, a real job or needs to finish my education, this 
         part of me that is Driven. Have you heard of Animus? This is a Jung term 
         that refers to that part of a woman that is the masculine or that holds 
         the masculine traits-like the emotionless part for instance, the 
         no-nonesense, pragmatic, non-intuitive, rational, black and white side. 
         Maybe a Feminist at heart, that wants to do it all, be a mom and the 
         breadwinner. Does this make sense? So this part of me, the dorm, which 
         is where you live for a short amount of time, where you are put in a 
         small box, nowhere to go, in a small space, no openess and roadblocked 
         to boot. The other side holds a river! The unconscious flow, where the 
         answers lie. I must travel across the river in order to reach the city, 
         but the city is dirty. Like knowing this is the only escape but I feel 
         as if the River can take me downstream to the Mother Sea. If I can allow 
         the River, the Water, the life giving water to take me where I need to 
         go....
         

 I interrupt, telling
         them all
         to wait a minute while I run to my dorm and get blankets. One of my friends
         then snaps "We don't NEED blankets! Someone will put us up. We can stay in a
         hotel or something" and then I said "well wait till I get some money then"
         and they just ignore me, saying we don't have time to wait and start walking
         back up the slope. So I catch up and we get to a sort of ski lodge, with an
         open front façade. We all split up to go to the bathroom and do our own
         thing for a few minutes. I went to the bathroom and then met them all in the
         lobby by the exposed entrance. I see a large snowmobile with two empty seats
         on the back of seat and exclaim "lets go!" and run up to hop on. I get on
         the snowmobile with two strangers who hadn't realized I jumped on and we
         start moving. Once I realize my friends didn't budge, I rolled off and went
         back. They had spotted another snowmobile without any other people on it
         right in front of where I had been standing. We all pile onto it and race
         away from the mountain. 

I worry about being covered, being safe and warm, I feel as if I need to 
         find protection before I cross to the other side. A part of me, the part 
         that takes charge, my Shadow side, tells me No-to have faith.  This is me, jumping onto another
         cause, another idea, another way to escape and not really looking or seeing what is right in front of me. 
         Not taking the time to "see", allowing others to make decisions and 
         Drive me; I am a rider, not a leader. But I realize this! I see in the 
         Dream and I jump off, get back on course. We get on the right one, now I 
         am part of the lead, now I can go my own path and traverse this snowy, 
         cold land.
         

All of a sudden we come
         to a fork in the road. To the left, there's a road
         and to the right, going uphill into the woods, is a narrow trail. We chose
         the trail. We only get so far into the woods when we decide to get off the
         snowmobile and talk about our plans. Then we hear people from the school
         coming after us, so we all scatter, running away and hiding wherever we can.
         I run straight ahead, down another gradual slope and hide behind a tree... I
         can hear them coming but they never seem to get any closer. To my left,
         there's a thin fence, like hog or chicken wire, and a small manger with two
         goats in it and an old, abandoned-looking shack behind it. I somehow get
         inside the fence all of a sudden - no climbing over it, no cutting it... I
         just happen to get inside somehow. 

Feeling as if I have been running away from something,
         or something is 
         trying to hold me back and keep me from moving ahead or changing. I have 
         to hide myself, not show the true part of me, even when I am on my Path. 
         It is dangerous. But then I see another part of myself, a hidden part 
         that is protected and brokendown. It holds goats, they oldest 
         domesticated animal. A symbol of the Goddess, worshipped by peoples long 
         ago. I am attracted to these goats, I loose all worry about what is 
         going on, and I get inside this protected covering. I must need to be 
         inside here for some reason.
         

         Then a friend comes out from behind the manger and is outside the fence. I'm
         petting the goats and having a great time with them, completely ignoring the
         fact that people are chasing us. I can see them coming, men, dressed in dark
         green cargo pants with helmets and thick jackets and my friend rushes me to
         get out and run. He ends up having to grab me by the arm and force me out of
         the fence and away from the goats because I didn't want to leave them andwanted to take them with me. 
         Then I think I woke up....