Dreams (Page 12 of 31)

Here's one for y'all, though it's not my dream, it's my man-critters dream.

This morning after I got up he grabbed me and held me so tight to him, and the poor guy was shaking. Now, I find this extremely interesting considering what I had posted on the "August 19 miracle" page just yesterday--

He told me this morning that the dream began with him and another person (a female he thought). She took him to this apt. where he found me dead on the floor, but it wasn't the apt. we presently live in. He said that finding me like that was the most horrible thing, that he fell apart. He then took off running, out of the apt., because he couldn't believe I was dead and he was going to look for me. He then said he found himself in something like a football field and proceeded to climb the bleachers to find me. He said he was climbing and climbing, and then woke up.

Now, I think there are a few possibilities of what this dream could mean.

1) I'm going to die.

2) Him seeing me dead was a way to facilitate an abduction scenario, this I'm thinking mostly because of how finding me dead would totally yank at his psyche, and also the climbing of the bleachers. Times that I am cognitively aware, after the fact, of being abducted came with climbing stairs, or walking up those circular walkways at staduims, or something that.... kind of like a hypnotist instructs a client to "go deeper", step by step, into the otherwise unavailable halls of consciousness. Also, the abductors have to "break" a person in order to be able to abduct them. For me, breaking my psyche was facilitated through acts of molestation on my very, very young body.

3) The third, and most likely, is that the cohesiveness between the two of us was at play. I wrote of my misgivings about him not allowing me to share my energy with him JUST yesterday, and this morning I find he could barely let go of me? WOW! That was fast, eh?  

I also as well am considering that I was the female who took him to the apt. to see my dead body. In other words, I may soon be "dead" to him if he doesn't at least try to get within the same book as me about paying attention to energetic growth. He's definitely not on the same page as me when it comes to understanding the importance of energy work and the notion of transitioning within the up and coming, already happening, shift in cosmic vibration. I have often been concerned that we're both not going to land in the same place when all is said and done. I may soon be "dead" to him because we will each land in different densities or timelines. And of course, if this is the way it's to be, then it's the way it'll work out. I'll not lag behind for anybody. Nobody.

To end this little shhhpeel on a humouress tone, as I so often like to do, as he was holding me tight this morning, and when he was finally able to begin to release me, I took him by the shoulders, looked him in the eye, and said with a Japanese accent, "Yes, but was it a good death? An honorable death?" This, of course, alludes to a line from "The Last Samurai"... that got him to laughing. Thank god, because it was disconcerting for me to see him so shaken.

Isn't it very synch though, that I would write something out yesterday and find a "reply" to that this morning?

Huhn.

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
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Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance.
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If you spin around on your chair really fast, things around here will make a lot more sense.

This is so trippy!

This morning I had a dream where I was standing on what looked like a tropical beach.  The water was like a light green blue, which is why I had that impression.  Suddenly, a larger than average and powerful wave swept through, and I managed to grab onto something and not get pulled away.

Thinking that was it, I let go and kept standing there, like, Wow!!  but then....another wave was right behind it, large and powerful, and this time I was carried off with it.  I felt myself being swept backwards, riding the wave, but I wasn't panicked or anything.  I was more like, Huh...I'm going to wind up floating out in the ocean.  Oh well.  I'll figure this out.  Just start trying to paddle and swim against the wave / current, and you should be able to get back. 

And I did, and it worked.  I was soon back to where I started, and headed inside to an apartment that didn't look like anything I've ever seen in any dream; it wasn't any place I've ever lived.   By the apartment, everything was dry and fine, the wave hadn't touched there.

Then tonight, I found this story:

http://www.trinidadexpress.com/index.pl … =108869968

All about two, 25-foot high waves which hit Trinidad and Tobago, one right after the other in succession.   

"Around 2.15 p.m., [yesterday] two waves, described by lifeguards as more than 25 feet high, followed each other simultaneously, taking everyone by surprise."

So strange.....!

it's been quite some time since i've had a vivid dream and remembered it in detail ... and been able to see the significance around it relating to my life

i had vivid dream last night (just before i actually woke up in the morning) where i found myself on a beach in a tent - it was night and it was beautiful - and i stepped outside the tent to find 3 "beached turtles" ... portions of their bodies were buried in the sand ... but i couldn't tell if they were dead or alive and that confused me ...

it felt like 2 of the turtles were children and the larger one was the adult - it was 3 to 4 times their size ... seeing the beached turtles the way they were - there was this strange feeling bleeding through somehow - i think i got it from seeing the turltes there like that ... almost a sense of helplessness ? i don't know ... it was a heavy feeling ...

that night just before i had this dream - my mom tried to emotionally attack me as she's not happy that i'm not listening to her 'programming' regarding her views on life and obeying all of her wishes ... she has a little bit of control issues that relate to her behaviour as well, i'm not saying this to beat up on her but to state what i see and 'cause it's relevant to the dream, i realize - so i spoke to her and tried to make her aware of her own attitude and actions ... she had a difficult time with that as well and left my room in anger, kicking up my crystal collection i have lying on the ground ... needless to say, i felt very sad for her as she was leaving ... i wished there was something i could do to help her see through her frustration, but anyways -that's when i went to bed and had this dream ... (she actually called me from work today and apologized)

my interpretation of my dream: (i haven't tried to verbalize this yet ... so this might do me some good ...)

in my life right now - i'm at a point where i feel compelled to drop negative patterns and in a way that includes limitting as much as possible interactions with people who (try to) drain me, usually without realizing what they're doing... since having moved out on my own for year, only to return back home to make peace with myself by making peace with my parents, i feel like i'm ready to leave the nest again... & this time i'm ready - but i know my family members also have a lot of work to do - at least those who realize it have a start ... that might sound cold but it's how i feel - we all need to grow up and be mature, whole beings ... i know it's a cliche but that's the type of people i want to surround myself with ...

i know i'm strong enough to deal with whatever comes my way ... but i have to let go of the old family dynamic and get ready to embrace something new ...

and it's starting to feel like i'm procrastinating - that i should start taking the necessary actions to make it happen (a few lights went off in my head this morning after my dream about the appropriate steps i can take)

i remember hearing from someone (who's close to me) when i was undergoing some deep inner changes a couple of years ago, she dreamt of me dying ... her dream was actually a reflection of my "re-birth" in many ways ...

and a close friend of mine, after being re-united with his estranged father who'd been imprisoned for many years, after spending a few months with his dad, had a dream where he saw his dad die - but he felt that was also a symbol of "re-birth" to a new "state of being" for his father ...

i guess there are symbols in dreams which are shared and can have common meanings for many people ... it's funny though 'cause i noticed that for the last little while (3-4 months) i've been really 'clear' in my mind-space and haven't had hardly any dreams that i can remember (just a few here and there) ... but usually just go to bed and wake up fresh !

Interesting dream, oceanchild. It sounds to me definitely like a lesson, an illustration of the various ways people can give away their peace and energy to others who are confused or noisy, but in a way where these people are used by something to bring down those around them (you returning from Yoga class) who are "too uplifted for their own good." 

I've had more vivid dreams lately as well.

Yesterday I dreamt of sharpening a butcher knife in reluctant preparation for a big knife fight in a boxing arena.  That one is easy to figure out.

Today I dreamt of being out of gas in a city when a riot errupts and people start throwing garbage out the window - the sky turns dark from all the trash flying around. Then a tornado comes from the horizon and I along with three other people jump into a car and roll up the windows. The tornado pummels the car again and again, water spraying in like from a pressure washer, then the car flips on its side and is spun and dragged around until eventually it skids to a halt on a sunny highway. I kick the door open and water gushes out, then with my last ounce of strength flip the seat forward so that the others can get out too. The cops and rescue teams were there to helps us.  It was an intense dream, not only symbolic but prophetic too, as I'm about to find out.

11/28/05

With my friend M. I notice a light listing in the sky.  I point it out.  As we watch it, it grows brighter, shoots suddenly upwards, then loops, then rushes toward us.

The light is surrounded by a vertical saucer-fuselage that appears to be made from shadow.

We are both in awe.  Then it displays a series of images in the sky.  The light morphs into a multi-colored light-machine.  I know it is a thoughtform.  I yell at it, "Are you a thoughtform?"

It bursts in answer--apparently a "Yes."

One of the images it projects across the night sky is a business man at a desk.  He strikes me as being a part of the military-industrial complex.  His name flashed: "Doug Wright." (I'm ninety-nine percent certain that was the name).  I was "told" (meaning mentally) by this thoughtform to watch out for this individual.

That's all I remember.