Sometimes dreams are just meaningless mess of images and impressions in our head, but sometimes they carry deeper meaning and symbols. I rarely have spiritual dreams these days (I usually have bad dreams or nightmares), but once I do, I better record them before I forget. It should be like some guidance for me.
- Back to school again, I realized that I have been skipping all of the art classes. Now the other students have produced some pictures in their drawing books but I have none. I began to worry a little and thought that I should submit some work before it affects my grade. I had no idea how the teacher would be thinking of me, a never-show-up student. Art has never been my favorite class because I lack skill in it but it seems that the work required in this art class is rather elementary and I should be able to catch up if I try.
School/examination/grade dreams occur to me sometimes, reminding that this life I'm living is actually a spiritual school and I'm here for some lessons. After I had this latest dream, I wonder what "art" subject symbolizes. Then I began to have an impression in my mind that it is about being connected with my inner voice, spiritual side of myself. Maybe I have been focused too much on worldly tasks lately. I've had big symbolic dreams about this many years ago. God gave me a vision, a bird-eye-view of a whale swimming in the ocean below. I once received a command to join the "whale" people once all the mess on the Earth is finished. A few days ago I looked up symbolic meaning of whales and it says "inner voice, peace, creativity, history of the Earth." It seems that my life's destiny has something related to that.
- I flied. I was able to fly again so once I gained that ability back I just kept on flying forward. Then after moving forward for a while in quite a good speed, I saw that I had come outdoor and there was a sky above me. I could choose to keep flying forward into the city or going up to the sky. I had a feeling then that it had something to do with spiritual progress. I chose going up. I began to fly upward and my body was lifted to about the level of a high building and then it stopped. I wondered what it would be like to fly even higher, to see the world from the above heaven, to be closer to the clouds, so I decided to fly further upward. However, I felt myself being pulled toward in the opposite direction, I gradually fell downward until I got back on the ground. I then realized that God did not allow me to do that. And I asked him the question "why?"
The above dream was very spiritual, I call it a deeper level of dream. When it was finished, I slipped out to a shallower level of dream. I hadn't waken up yet. In this second dream, I was walking and wondering about my spiritual dream, wanting to find a Bible to ask God why I couldn't fly up higher. Then I found my old diary that I had left outside. I opened it and saw some drawings and pictures. I began to pray and ask God, "Why? What's wrong about wanting to see the view from up above?" Then the pictures on the diary start moving and it stopped on a cartoon picture. It was animated. Two lovely bees (like Mascot bees) were standing in front of an entrance. They were smilingly watching the lines of snails and down-to-earth animals crawling pass them by. The bees were happy. There was no different between them that can fly and those that cannot fly. I then realized that I must learn to really let go of pride and learn how to be humble. I must "truly" see that there is no one above anyone. We are all the same in unity and love. Maybe one day when I really learned to have that attitude, I would be allowed to fly higher.
- I was washing the dishes, trying to gather positive attitude back after getting some setback experience but I was wondering if speaking positively to myself like that would work effectively. I turned around and found that the whole house was in darkness. No light was on. I felt scared. Suddenly I prayed that repetitive pray again, I did it almost automatically "Jesus please have mercy on me". I said it over and over again while struggling to get to the light switch. Saying that prayer gave me some inner strength and somehow helped me to keep trying, to not be afraid, to go through the experience and trust God. Then, all of a sudden, I saw that my parents just arrived home. Nothing was scary anymore. I wasn't home alone anymore.
This dream seemed to communicate directly to me that I should keep on using this repetitive prayer. It can protect me and can help me more than I am aware of. I learned this pray from a book about a Russian pilgrim and his adventure. He said the prayer was to be repeatedly chanted over and over again countless of time until it became one with our spirit. This dream helped me to realize that when I say the prayer, I feel a little stronger and safer. After this dream, I decided that I will say this prayer more often during the day, and especially when I was under trial. The dream also showed that if I trust God, the scary experience will be shorten. It's not that bad, not too terrible, not like what I imagined in the beginning.
Like I said, spiritual dreams are rare for me these days. The fact that I had the above dreams is already a blessing in itself. I feel more free in my spiritual form. I am being reminded that this world is not my final place and that God is still there to guide my way. I don't know how long I would have to wait until I have spiritual dreams again. But what's more important is that I should take the message from them and put it in practice.
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