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Edited on Fri Jun-06-08 04:55 PM by truedelphi
For the last week, I have had a series of very odd dreams. Being a writer, I am inclined to use what ever dream material I can sort out, and often this is easy enough to do on my own, but this time I need help. Bear with me for a moment, and you will see why I am posting this in this forum.
In reality, I am a middle aged woman who has been a life long hetersexual person. I came of age when it was a requirement (practically) to fool around with people of both sexes. But you can't untwist your twist - I am doomed to be hetero despite the fact that when much younger, I have had people of the same sex come on to me who were richer, prettier and kinder than most of the gents I have known. In some cases, some of these people became friends, after they realized ten minutes into knowing me that I am not gay.
So here's the thing - lately I have been dreaming that I live in a very sheltered RW community. It is located in a rural area (oregon? California? Tennessee? Don't know - it is very lush with trees and hills, and enough rain that I can rule out Texas or Arizona, etc.)
It's taken three nights of these dreams to realize that I am not a woman in these dreams. SO last night, this "other" self was encouraged to take a woman to a "social" and she came on to him, (that is, "me") not in a modern early twenty first century way, but in a very sweet and tender way.
I/He felt horrible, but rebuffed this woman, somewhat with the "tonight I have a headache kind of approach"
The constant thought inside this character's head was "This person is not one of those I can be with." That is pretty much verbatim what I/he was thinking. I also know, from hanging out inside these dreams, that this person's only concept of homosexuality is what he has been taught - that gay people hang out with each other and committ sins. Therefore this character "knows" he is not gay, because he certainly would NEVER hang out with people for the purpose of scorning Jesus, whom he loves. (In real life, I am a fallen away Catholic, and have a certain regard for Jesus but not the true committment this "other" self of mine represents.)
Now it is obvious to me that this character in my dreams is not very highly sexed. When the woman in the dream came on to him, he was happy someone finally wanted him - it was just this person was -Well the gut feeling that I received was that this woman was "alien" to whom he was expecting. Their whole body was wrong.
The character in my dreams lives in a very sheltered environment. It's not like in San Francisco, where you would turn on the local TV channel and see men talking about their relationships. All he knows about the gay community is that they scorn Jesus. He doesn't scorn Jesus, so he "feels" he isn't gay.
So I am now wondering where this person will find an ability to be free and acccept his gayness.
Have any of you had similar things occur when growing up? Thinking back in time of commentaries I have listened, My gay and lesbian friends all seemed to "know" instinctually that they were attracted to the same sex.
I am trying to determine if my character is "gay" or if he is simply, as critics say Kafka was, asexual.
All comments welcome.
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