Kate Hunter Kelley
Last night I dreamed:
o7 I have a new apartment that is quite odd. There are two rooms,
like kitchens, with tiled floors. One of these has a shower heaf7 do7
coming from the ceiling. This is where I will shower, but there is no
tub, enclosure or drain. Right next to this is an armchair marked (with
doilies) as if it is a stove with burners, but it is simply a chair. The
real stove is out in the hallway. I stand here quite confused.
I am continuing to train for the radio in Hollywood. I am learning
various knobs and switches and buttons. A studio director times and
records me. Like Annie Hall, I have always been a bit of a klutz. I bump
into tables, trip over edges of carpet and turn the windshield wipers on
when it isn’t raining. So, to coordinate turning off the microphone with
one hand, while cuing music up with the other, is like having to perform
an intricate ballet. My brain gets scrambled and forgets to send messages
to my hands.
Houses and apartments in dreams are representative of our inner
psychological states. Thus, an apartment with its rooms all mixed up
reflects a psyche that is feeling a bit nutty. In waking life I struggle
to find spatial coordination, in dreams my kitchen stove can’t find its
I chose to pursue radio because of an increasing awareness of my
mortality. I figured, since I am bound to die, I might as well view life
as a playground and throw myself into new experiences. I forgot that
learning initially feels like dying. I hadn’t meant to speed up the
A wise baker who has hair longer than mine and makes habit-forming
pecan croissants (go see Ron at Andree’s Patisserie) reminded me
“learning is half the fun.” I must remember to tell that to the studio
director who has the countenance of Lurch from The Adam’s Family.
Later in my dream:
o7 I go into the main room. I am relieved to see screens on the
windows because my cat, Sammy, stays indoors. Looking out, I see a
cityscape and worry that Sammy will be bored here. I too will miss the
trees and birds we are used to seeing.
My schedule is much crazier now. I don’t have much time for
daydreaming, soaking in nature and hanging around listening to live
music. When I do fit in a walk on the beach, I am preoccupied.
I have been experiencing strange sensations in my body. Sometimes I
feel like I need a good cry, but the tears seem too buried. Other times
it feels like I need to scream (I happily oblige this one). There are
other feelings I find hard to describe -- like a disquieting in my
bones, a stretching of cells or a foreign body moving inside.
All of these sensations are signs of change. Moving into a new way of
being in the world causes disruption. Pets in dreams reflect our internal
needs. My worrying that Sammy will be bored, is a sign that my playful
self is unhappy with the current state of things.
I can’t make more hours in a day, or days in a week. I can, however,
adopt an attitude that relieves my pressured thinking. Humor, it seems,
is the best medicine.
* KATE HUNTER KELLEY, MFT, Dream Artist. Kate is a writer and a
psychotherapist. You can reach her at (949) 472-1427 or