I'm glad you get so much from your dreams, Mouse. I loved my dreams when I was deep into therapy, they were extremely helpful to me. When I dreamed of my husband or therapist it meant whatever the dream was about it was "safe" for me to look at it and work with it. That was great, having them or their presence in the dream. I was really sad when I quit remembering the dreams as much; at their height I'd often have a couple a night I'd remember and be able to write down in the morning and now I only have a couple a month I remember :-( It's like some symptoms for me, they go away and I'm "glad" but still miss them nonetheless.

But I loved all the "themes" I'd dream about. While I was separating my birth mother from my stepmother I kept dreaming of things in pairs (including therapists! until I understood, I'd dream about my group therapist(s) from 20-30 years ago who is/was dead and my T together). And I'd have dreams in sepia color, like the lovely old photographs I have of my parents wedding in 1940 (dreamed my father was getting married yet again and I had to stop him or get urgent information or something). And I'd dream about bandits and "spies" and mafia types LOL. I learned a lot about archetypes/Jung. http://www.dreamthread.com/individuation.html