Dream: My mother, brother, and I were riding on some type of train to do a Buddhist missionary trip.  We had rented a bunch of Buddhist paraphernalia in order to set up an altar at our destination.  While on the train, we met up with a guy who was from the same town as my parents.  He joined our group as well, but I had a feeling that he was a criminal and possibly a drug dealer.  Later I realized that he was trying to get us to smuggle drugs in our luggage for him.  At one point we had to pack up everything and get onto another train.  We left the Buddhist items behind because we had rented them.  The owner from whom we rented indicated that they couldn’t be bothered to pick up the belongings, so my mother said perhaps I should take some of the items, but I decided that it would be a better deed to leave them in the hopes that some person would find them and find a better way of living.  As we were packing our belongings onto the train I was frustrated and worried.  The workers were making me declare each item that was in my luggage and enter it into some kind of computer attached to an x-ray machine.  The process was difficult, and I was frustrated.  I was also concerned that perhaps the man from my parents’ hometown would have put drugs in my luggage and I would get blamed.  Eventually, I got on the train and my mother made my brother and I live in the same car.  It was a huge room with glass doors that would face the ocean for most of the trip.  I found the room to be aesthetically displeasing, but I realized that there was nothing I could do about it.

Analysis: I’m not really sure what this dream means.  I think the x-ray machine must represent something about transparency and true motives.  Perhaps the train car I was living in represents something I’ve always believed about aesthetics.  I generally am against things like hair dyeing, heavy makeup, fashion, etc.  I once wanted to become a home decorator or interior designer, but I realized these careers focus on materialistic desires and highlight things that are ultimately unimportant.  I myself have always had concerns about the aesthetics of my living environment, but I’ve come to realize that outside of the basic comfort needs that a person has, a particular style or particular items should not be necessary.  I’m really not sure what the hidden drugs in this dream mean.