Dreams

insights

On rare occasion, a dream is a gift and speaks to me its their own way.

My mother and father, who passed over years ago, have appeared to me in dreams in such a spirit of love, their presence a balm.

When a friend shows up in a dream I know to contact that person.

Some who have entered dreams have given a sense of differences being mended.

In one instance someone appeared before I knew that person.

I no longer have vivid, colorful dreams of younger years.

I wake up and can’t recall anything but snippets of people or places that make no sense to me. There is nothing to interpret.

The past two nights, however, have felt different. Dreams spoke to me.

In the first one I was my current age, walking with others along a path when a very long hill appeared in front of us.

Reaching the bottom of the hill, I paused, then took off running up and up and up, a keen awareness coursing through me of not having run in quite some time.  

I was astounded by my energy and ability, to say nothing of an amazing sense of freedom.

At the top, a woman who had been on the path and somehow reached the top before me said, “I am not walking back down. I am going to take the Car of Clarity down.”

And that was it.

My takeaway: There is a very big hill to climb ahead of me, ahead of us, even if it is one step at a time and not the miraculous run in my dream. There will be the energy and strength needed for these times. And there will be moments and exchanges of clarity available to me, to us, if we stay attuned and together, wherever we are.

I am looking for companions for taking on the hills.  

In the second dream I had been stumbling along extremely precarious sidewalks that at some point turned into a narrow ledge quite high up a building. I dared not move.

I still feel the absolute panic of having no idea how to stay balanced or a way to get anywhere from that spot.

A woman opened a door to my right as if on her way out.  Standing stock still, I begged, “Please, please take my arm.” At first, she did not. I begged three times before she finally did and pulled me into whatever the space as the dream evaporated.

My takeaway: During these precarious “ledge times,” we need to be willing and ready to help one another off the ledges we feel, to take one another’s arms as needed and pull each other into a safe space, figuratively or perhaps at some point, literally. Even if we do not feel like it or it is someone with whom we feel resistance. I had a feeling the woman did not want to help me but she did.

The third dream - my cat was insisting it was time to get up and the dream came awake with me.

I was with joyful children, laughing and jabbering away with me and with each other.

Children always soothe my soul and remind me of what is important.

They remind me of being in being and being fully who I am.

They are wells of joy.

They remind me they love and how to love with abandon, freely.

They show me resilience and forgiveness in action.

It was a glorious way to begin my day.

My takeaway: Children remind me of the importance of joy, of caring for one another, and of continuing to laugh with them and with each other even as we are bewildered and perhaps in fear. I want to remember all I learned from them over the years and let them continue to be role models now.

I also want them to know all emotions are ok and that life in its realities takes us through the whole gamut over and over. Through it all we evolve and grow.

Always, we need to be there for the children as they are there for us. They are watching and listening.

Hills, ledges, and children.

I wonder what I will dream tonight and what I might add to this little collection.

Where are you collecting things that sustain and remind?