I've been having the most insane dreams in the mornings. They have been generally very violent. Three days ago I drowned in a pool (after a long drawn out dream walkabout), this morning I was in the middle of a war in a hospital where I saw many people die (again after a long drawn out dream adventure). I wake up at 6:30 wide awake thinking about the many things I have to accomplish, trying to get the dream out of my head so I can go back to sleep. These dreams have absolutely nothing to do with my daily reality. They have but shadow fragments of daily life. I wasn't freaked out by drowning. The thing that pulled at my heart in that dream was my last thought "but I thought I was supposed to be revived." Wow - imagine that being the last thing you think as your drowning? Sad, huh. That feeling has stayed with me for days.
These dreams are a sharp difference from the commands I was waking up with a few weeks ago. They were specific and pithy items about helping/doing something with/for people I used to feel slight animosity for. My ego stepped in for one second and tried to bash the plan down, but when I thought about it, they were really perfect people for the situations. I had nothing to lose. So I got over myself. Once that happened something shifted in me. I stopped giving a shit about people I thought I used to hate/dislike/get irritated by. I got detached from my egotistical judgment. I didn't care about my personal opinion in the scheme of the larger plan. And that opened a much wider view.
HV, Hey Now!
Dreams, I had a dream about a month ago that i was on a plane, And then bam, just like you would see in the movies, Lost an engine and we where going down, It was so real, It was as if my find went to wanna pannick in ur last few moments of life? or just say hey this is it look, look around, think as much as you can about the fun you had, the people that lives you touched and that touched yours. people where screaming and crying, My pulse quickened, just like it would have had it been real, but it sure felt real, a few days later i was getting on a plane to go somewhere so it was very sureal. I woke up from the dream it was that violent. Anyway, enjoy the balance of your day M:)
Posted by: Michael:) | October 19, 2007 at 10:12 AM
That's awesome! I know how hard it is to listen to that little voice when my ego wants to ignore it. Congratulations! Glad you survived the scary dreams, too.
Posted by: Pinky | October 28, 2007 at 05:14 PM