The title says it all. I was in what appeared to be a medical building, biding my time, waiting for my turn. I didn't know why I was there, but I had an intuition that I was supposed to be and that I was just waiting my turn. Well, eventually I get approached by someone wearing what appears to be a combination of scrubs and robes, and this person goes on to tell me that I've got a disease and that I'll likely die any day now. At first this distresses me, and it distresses the hell out of my family. But as my dream continues, I become more and more at ease with the prospect of actually dying at any given moment.
In addition, I recall seeing some friends I haven't seen in years. This took place after my "hospital" visit. I don't remember the specifics of our conversations, but I got the feeling that I was basically saying good-bye. I felt bad about the whole situation because of how crushed my parents were at the idea of me dying. But as I said earlier, the longer the dream went on, the more I became okay with it.
On a personal note, I've recently been reading a lot about near death experiences. You know, people floating through the tunnel, seeing the white light, feeling enveloped in love, etc. Previously I have been conflicted about how I feel about the afterlife, but recently I've come to believe that earthly death is just a transition into the spiritual world. I don't think it's an end like I used to, I think it'll be, ironically, like waking up from a long, long dream.
And finally, I didn't really want to add this, but it's a pretty significant part of my life that likely impacted my dream to begin with. For the last several weeks, months even, I've been contemplating the idea of suicide. I don't want to embellish the facts and make it seem worse than it really it, but it's been on my mind.
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