Well, I said if I had dreams I would share them. Some how I knew I would. That is the interesting thing about it because I don't often remember dreams when I have them. It is said that when you sleep, your mind has to dream because it has to be working in order to function. If your mind ceases to work....you die.
I have learned little about psychology and the inner working of the human mind, but what I do know is that it is a powerful device. Dreams are also said to be a certain reality built upon our deepest desires, or our deepest fears. Taken from the far reaches of our mind(being the only place our mind has to take from), our mind will build these realities while we sleep based on the information it has.
In many cases, dreams have also been known to see, and warn us of future events. Little do we know at the time of reckoning, that we were literally watching future events that have not occurred yet. We don't realize what it is till the event actually transpires. "Deja Vu" anyone?
I don't claim to know what any of this means, but my word was to share, and so I share.
The dream...
There I was in my bedroom, one of the places of near complete solitude from the rigorous world we all live in. In walked a dear friend of mine. Saying a thousand things in a moment of silence, I felt like I was in shock. First of all seeing her here, and second, that she said nothing....but only looked at me.
After a long moment, she began walking through my bedroom. Slowly she started taking up little items of sentimental worth, and put them away. Hats, gloves, glasses, etc., she would put them in her bag. Turning pictures face down, she continued through the bedroom.
I didn't know why I was watching this happen, either in my dream or in the "real" world that was my dream.
I witnessed the whole thing and remained paralyzed as she did. Occasionally she would look at me and send her eyes so deep into my soul that I would have to look away to keep from weeping.
I found myself sitting out in the covered car port at my house. I never saw her physically walk out the door, but I knew she was in her car that was parked in front. The engine started, and when she drove away, I noticed she was not alone in the car. "Who?" I wondered, but it was too late. She was gone...
I returned to my bedroom to see what had happened. I found letters missing, pictures gone, and sentiment robbed of my solitude. On a shelf above my computer desk I saw a picture of my family standing with a bouquet of flowers in front of it. Next to that I found another picture of the team I coach. "Interesting", that she would place those two photo's next to each other, and above my desk.
I continued to look around the room to see what things had been moved, taken, or changed. Many things were...but on the bed, I found a piece of ribbon. On it was written a short message.
"...Double take your speed in the opposite direction..."
1 comment:
wow, intense dream
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