How many times have you ever woke up & asked yourself, "What was that dream all about?" Over the course of my life I can't count how many times I have asked that question. Let us explore the Midnight Eye together & maybe this blog will prompt you to reconsider and ponder about what you dream...
I am riding on an elephant with Cheryl, Andrew (our son), and a little baby. Not quite sure who the little baby is. I can feel the elephant's rough skin & hair that is stiff & poky. NOTE: I have rode an elephant in real life so I am sure that helped to make that experience very vivid. We are riding this elephant into town, he is so big so we can't find anywhere to park him. We decide to just go home. So on the way home as we are walking down the main street of this town & the little baby we have make a mess in his diapers. I am freaking out telling Cheryl we have got to find a place to change the baby because it is leaking out of his diapers & I don't want it all over me! As we are looking & making our way down the street I see it is raining but only on the street we are going to cross as we make our way home. So when we get to this cross street I tell the elephant to please stop & I whip off the baby's diaper & sling it towards a trash can I see on the corner of the street. Needless to say, I missed it & it was quite a gross mess. I picked the baby up & held him out over the side of the elephant & let the rain wash him off until he was clean. Then I awoke & that was the end of the dream.
What does all of this mean? Why am riding an elephant? Why is it raining only on the cross street? And why am I washing a baby in the rain? Well...we know why because he was filthy with poop. But why in that manner? Strange.
It is so very interesting to me how my mind conjures up these dreams. Whether it be from life experiences, books I have read, movies I have watched . What about the dreams though that are of people I have never seen? or places I have never been? Experiences I have never had? I find these dreams even more fascinating as I love to dream.
There was a time in my life when I was plagued with nightmares. Sometimes I still have them & they are very real to me. Real because some of my dreams have came true. At first I thought this was a curse as my grandmother had the same gift, but now I try to use it as a tool to understand & possibly see something that is simply not visible to the naked eye. For example...
Years ago I dreamt that I was floating above an operating table. I could see the doctors working feverishly over me & at first I could not figure out why. Then I realized that I was dead. The doctors were trying to revive me. Emotionally I didn't feel sad in the dream that I had died I was just observing to see if they would bring me back to life or should I say God would bring me back to life. I believe the doctors are only the instruments He uses. I never did find out the answer as I awoke. I didn't put too much thought into this dream. It was kind of stuck in the back of my mind for a few days but then it went away or so I thought. Exactly two weeks to the day that I had that dream which I had shared with others at that time I awoke with an awful stomach ache. I didn't want to wake anyone in the home as I thought it was silly to do so for a tummy ache, but it kept getting worse & worse. So four hours later I did tell someone & off to the hospital we went. To make a long story short...I had appendicitis which had already ruptured within me. Peritonitis had set in & I had to be taken into emergency surgery. They cut me open (the scar they left is 7" long & hideous) you can tell they were in a hurry. I died on the operating table while they were trying to cleanse my internal organs. They had to jump start me with the paddles & only then did I come back to life after being technically dead for 4 minutes. Well...there is the ending to my dream.
So I guess you can understand why I put value into the dreams I have & I have to filter through which ones mean something & which ones are for fun. I can remember my dreams all the way back to my childhood as they have always been a huge part of my life. I even tried to escape them several times but now I have grown to accept them & the place they hold in my life.
I think I am going to start a small blog series with this & delve into some of my dreams, some of the famous people who have been led by their dreams, & also people from the Bible who Jesus has led with their dreams. I am always open to learning & maybe this will help. I also hope you as an audience will find this read particularly interesting.
Well, until the next Dream Blog Part 2...start watching through your minds eye.
1 comment:
Ok, so I took a moment to whip out the handy dandy dream book I have. Seeing a baby that is not crying suggest the you are exhausted with your current work situation. Seeing or in your case riding an elephant is a symbol that you are returning to good health and you are about to meet or embark on something great with your career. To have your son in your dream means success. Maybe these all means you are on your way back to work and you gonna kick ass. Could not find anything about poop slinging in there:)
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