A Dream of Tigers

Had a dream last night that I was petting a female tiger. She was big and powerful, but she didn't harm me. In fact she was friendly and playful. Then a male tiger entered the scene. Unlike the female, this male was de-clawed. He was friendly and playful also. As I petted these tigers I realized we were inside a large fenced, enclosed habitat. One of my co-workers, from my day-job, entered the scene and seemed to disapprove of my interaction with these tigers, claiming they were his. Odd dream. Must mean something about my comfort with the power of my natural instincts, and something about my day job being incompatible with my natural drives as a human animal and as an artist. That's my impression, at least. I haven't been very faithful to my blogging the past few months! I can't seem to take hold of a theme and run with it. I think I'll make simple posts about the dreams that come to me at night. A simple enough theme and compatible with depth psychology.