If you dream about a corpse, it means that you have denied yourself certain actions or feelings. For example, you might cut yourself from loving someone if they hurt you. This may show up in your dream as a corpse. It represents that you have repressed a feeling, such as forgiveness or sympathy. We might be refusing to forgive someone because we don’t see them as deserving. This type of attitude can stop any future outworking of the same feelings. You may be afraid of dying, seeing a dead person, or someone being out of the way.
In this type of dream, the dreamer has usually murdered the corpse that is present. It usually represents something we are trying to ignore because it is too painful.
Sometimes, dreaming of a corpse can represent a feeling about being vulnerable, or disease and mortality.
Example: The house appeared to be semi-detached and on a slope. I was outside, and had a sense that we had recently taken possession of the house. There was an uneasy feeling that it was somehow linked to the past.
I went to the back of the house, on the downhill side facing the back wall. There was a deep hole near the wall, which had been covered with pieces of board and other rubbish. When I moved them and looked into the hole, I could see a dead body belonging to a young man. It was obvious to me that his head had been caved in. The body was a bit dried out, but it seemed to be in pretty good condition despite having been buried for some time.
I had a sense of guilt come over me, as if I was somehow connected with his murder. I began to panic and think about how to hide the body. I knew that if I pulled it out, I risked someone seeing me with it.
This man then experienced ‘being’ in the body of the corpse, and said, “but it wasn’t until I got into the role of the dead[JT1] body that any depth of feelings emerged. Alost as soon as I was in the role of the dead body I began to think about and feel things connected with the way I had killed my sexuality as a teenager. Gradually these feelings deepened and I was describing my feeling hatred in regard to sexuality and how the masses were pulled along by their genitals into some sort of conformity and performance. I felt anger and loathing for what I felt at the time were the cattle human beings were. At the time I despised and hated them. I also felt repugnance at the way people talked about sex or appeared to enjoy it. It has to be understood that in that period in history in the UK, most of sex was depicted in terms of smut, dirt, animal desire, hidden pornography, or loveless fucking. I wept deeply, at times hardly able to breathe, with the pain of seeing what I had done to myself. I said sorry over and over. I saw that I need not have killed my love and sexuality, but could have expressed it in a tender and loving way.”