I had a lot of really "deep" dreams night before last, but my kids kept waking me up and I lost most of them right away.
The one that stands out was riding with a former Elder of my Congregation. He asked about my kids and I told him some of the good things that had been happening [not RL events though] and then we moved on to deeper spiritual discussions. I don't remember the context, but I used an awesome analogy of a migraine- how sometimes, you can feel them coming and can stop them by doing (or from stop doing) certain things; and how sometimes, life changes can stop migraines from being a problem almost all the time... but how other times, the person suffering might need help. At that time,they would go to a doctor for suggestions or relief etc. I applied the analogy to spiritual things and my oldest son was the reason for the topic.
He was proud of my reasoning.
Then he pointed out all the recent troubles I've been having and said I needed to spend some time with my bestfriend, Brigette.
I then became somewhat depressed, thinking his concern for me was superficial because he had forgotten who my friend was. I don't even know a Brigette. I told him my bestfriend was Roxanna.
>>Dan, the former Elder, moved "up" spiritually and became a Circuit Overseer (an "Elder" of sorts for several Counties) in another State. I always had a bit of a crush on him and he symbolizes everything I would like to be spiritually.
I dreamed of Roxanna, in particular, because I found her on Facebook, but because of my disfellowshipping, I cannot add her as a contact. It would be too hard for both of us.
Last night, because of watching Splice, I had a lot of great dreams. Once again, my kids woke me too often and I forgot most of the dreams.
What stands out most, in my mind, is shooting wings out of my back, at will, and flying in a way I've never flown before.
There was also a bit about taking a tour somewhere and being given a vase made out of some sort of brown stone with black flecks in it. I held it to my chest and cherished the gift.
At some point, before or after the tour, I was running from something. I was in a group of 5 and we made our way to some watery tunnels beneath a street. The tunnels were gated and guarding a natural spring but some of the homeless population had broken in and used the area for housing, cleaning, cooking and fresh drinking water. There was soap on the steps near the spring.
But then 3 of the people were killed.
I also dreamed of my grandmother and Aunt Judy and my grandmothers house. There were also cats in the dream and a daughters friend who gave me a kitten, then took it back, saying she only brought it over to visit lol.
Oh yeah!! I almost forgot one of the scariest and best dreams ever. I was driving the RV. There was a lot of snow on the ground and I took a turn too sharply and rolled the RV. The roll lasted so long I was able to tell my kids to keep their seatbelts on and to remain calm. I told them to bend down and grab their ankles. The seating was like that in a car and not in an RV. Secretly, I was thinking we would never make it. I told myself that an RV is little more than a bunch of mobile matchsticks.
But we did make it. In fact, even the RV made it- though it looked like a smashed up Station Wagon afterward.
When I told my hubby of the accident, I thought he would be very mad. But he knew the turn very well and started laughing. He was amazed we survived and wasn't angry at all.
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