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Marcinowski, J. (1921). Two Confinement Dreams of a Pregnant Woman. Int. J. Psycho-Anal., 2:432-434.

(1921). International Journal of Psycho-Analysis, 2:432-434

Two Confinement Dreams of a Pregnant Woman

J. Marcinowski

1.

'I dreamt of a big sand-hill like the one in front of our house in W., only this one went up to a point. I had continually to walk round and round the point. I had the feeling: You must! I do not know whether I had to do it for practice or for some other reason. I kept looking down, and grasping firmly and anxiously in the sand with my hands. A road ran at the botton of the sand-hill, and there was water by the side of it. I was terribly giddy, just as I used to be in the mountains. As I was crawling about feeling that I was going to fall the hill suddenly opened, and I was drawn downwards as in a funnel. I felt I should be suffocated by the sand falling in on me. Instead, however, I felt that I was descending quickly, and I arrived at the bottom in an open space similar to a wide tube and close to the road. A restaurant was opposite in which people were drinking coffee. The whole situation reminded me of a mere where we often played when children. Then I awoke. My feeling was quite different from that after my other dreams of falling; I was quite easy and relieved.'

2.

'I was downstairs with our housekeeper in the kitchen. The domestic offices were the same as in T., but were in the basement, somewhat low, like ours. A few steps led up from it as though from a shaft, and I saw the sun shining into the passages. I wanted to go up into the dining-room to dinner and was afraid that you might scold me if I came too late as usual. But when I tried to come up the different exits I always had to return at the top step, because they were closed by something I could not explain. It was like a blind which moved of its own accord and through which I could only get my head, but stuck with my shoulders. Then I suddenly managed to force myself through one of the openings which yielded all of a sudden.

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