(I had this dream while taking a nap today.)
I'm in a movie theater. The whole theater is packed. We're supposed to watch a movie. It's not voluntary. We *have* to watch the movie. The screen is blank as the movie hasn't started yet. Strangely there is a red truck parked in the left aisle. A man comes up and gives me the keys. He selects two other people to get in the truck with me. We're the lucky three. He's letting us out; we don't have to watch the movie.
I start driving the truck. I'm not certain where I'm heading, but at a stop sign three dragon's heads appear before the truck. They're not malevolent. They're just there. I take a right at the stop sign instead of going in the direction where the three dragon's heads are. I tell the other two in the truck with me that I have somewhere I need to stop at real quick. I'm going to a guru's house.
At the guru's house is a book I had never seen before. It shows a drawing of me and the two others. The caption states that we are the three chosen ones. I feel special. To be selected by the guru is an exceptional feeling.
The next thing I remember in this dream, is that I am laying on a floor with a blanket around me. Underneath the blanket I have no clothes on. The guru comes in and sees me sleeping. He doesn't seem to happy about this. He wants me to get up. But I am too afraid to stand up because I do not want him to see me naked. I stay on the floor using the blanket as a covering. I hear him tell me that I can use my mind to create clothes. So, I concentrate hard and magically conjure-up a pair of underwear on my body.
What do I think this dream means? First of all, is it possible this guru could be my spirit guide in the dream world? I have never seen him before. Will I ever see him again? And what did he teach me? Why was I one of the chosen ones? I think that my nakedness was a sign that before a guru I am emotionally naked. He can see through me. He knows the real me; there is nothing I can hide. And, the creation of the underwear might be the way my mind creates my own reality, the reality that hides the true me.
What do you think?