Dream incubation. In order to "catch a dream," you have to want to catch it, or remember it. It is like anything else we want to accomplish: takes intention and lots of it. When we are tired in the middle of the night or in the morning, who cares about catching the dream and writing something down. But if you don't try to remember the dream, you won't. You think you will or at least that's what I think. I say to myself, I can remember this! Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I review the scene over and over in my mind. I am tired and I don't want to reach over and get a pen and paper. Sometimes, in the morning, I am lucky. I remember the dream, but most times, nothing. Nada. It is gone, fleeting, ephemeral, gossamer, zip, zilch. So why take a chance and lose that information when you can catch the dream by writing it down. It is fun to get new information about yourself. Ask yourself this very important question: Who is the most important person to learn about? You guessed right....you. Dreams are an easy road inward. An easy and fun way to learn about You!
Tonight, Let's set our intention together. Before going to bed decide what problem you want to solve, an answer you need, a person you want to connect. Living or dead. I like to meet my husband in the dream world. He crossed over in August so I can reach him at times, easily. Take for example the dream I had a few days after he died.
We were walking together on a pier. He was healthy and looked like he did when we were together on a trip. He was wearing his black jacket and red baseball cap. I said, Shlo, look at you. You are healthy and healed. You look great, amazing. We have to tell people, the doctors. What did it? What healed you? I was so excited. The dream was very real. He was his patient grounded self. He agreed, he was healed. I said to him, I am really with you and you are really healed. This is so real that there is no reason to even think this is a dream. (That's how real dreams can be).
Matter to fact, I continued, I am going to pretend that I am sleeping and try and wake-up. And I know of course that I won't wake up, I said in the dream. Because I am walking with you right now. Then I shook myself and woke-up.
In many ways a satisfying dream . I was with my husband in the dream world. I told him I would meet him in the dream world and we are meeting together. On the other hand, I wish I had enjoyed walking with him a little bit longer before I tested that reality. Okay Shlo, let's meet again.
I will let you all know what happens. Good dreaming.
Ruth
Tonight, Let's set our intention together. Before going to bed decide what problem you want to solve, an answer you need, a person you want to connect. Living or dead. I like to meet my husband in the dream world. He crossed over in August so I can reach him at times, easily. Take for example the dream I had a few days after he died.
We were walking together on a pier. He was healthy and looked like he did when we were together on a trip. He was wearing his black jacket and red baseball cap. I said, Shlo, look at you. You are healthy and healed. You look great, amazing. We have to tell people, the doctors. What did it? What healed you? I was so excited. The dream was very real. He was his patient grounded self. He agreed, he was healed. I said to him, I am really with you and you are really healed. This is so real that there is no reason to even think this is a dream. (That's how real dreams can be).
Matter to fact, I continued, I am going to pretend that I am sleeping and try and wake-up. And I know of course that I won't wake up, I said in the dream. Because I am walking with you right now. Then I shook myself and woke-up.
In many ways a satisfying dream . I was with my husband in the dream world. I told him I would meet him in the dream world and we are meeting together. On the other hand, I wish I had enjoyed walking with him a little bit longer before I tested that reality. Okay Shlo, let's meet again.
I will let you all know what happens. Good dreaming.
Ruth
Hi Ruth,
ReplyDeleteI have 2 dreams from my childhood I'd like to share with you. Strange how I can remember them to this day, but they recurred many times so maybe that's why.
We lived in 2 houses as I grew up. Both dreams occurred while living in the first one, until I was almost 6. The second one occurred at both houses.
The first one was me in bed in my pajamas and a gorilla burst thru the front door. Mom and dad tried to stop him, but he came into my room (shared by the way with my brother and sister - I didn't even have a bed of my own - slept with whomever wasn't mad at me that day).
Anyway, he picked me up and hoisted me over his shoulder on my belly and pushed Dad out of the way and left with me. Then the dream ended. I had that one often, as I said.
The second dream took place at my grandmother's house in Indiana. I was on the roof of her front porch and jumped off. Over and over and over again. Now this one struck me as odd, because I'm scared of heights. And I could feel the feeling of being scared and then how invigorated I was at actually jumping off successfully. So invigorated, I did this over and over and over again. But I never saw how I got to the roof. Just that I was on the roof. It wasn't far off the ground. Maybe 8 feet, 10 at the most. But I was only about 6-8 years old, so scary to me.
I just wanted to share those with you and get your feedback on them. I loved visiting my grandparents the few times a year we would go. They were my mother's parents.
Grandpa took me to the circus once and to an auction once. Only time I've ever been to either. He drove but Grandma didn't. I remember his car was black. An old one. Maybe an early 1950's model if that. I don't know much about cars, but it wasn't like anything they came out with in the 60's or late 50's even.
Another odd incident, since I'm on the subject of Grandpa, is that when he passed, the very moment he passed, I knew it. Even though I was not there. I saw him actually.
I was at my sister's house. My mom had gone to Indiana to visit Grandpa in the hospital. He was dying. I was lying on the bed on my back in my sister's spare bedroom. She and her husband had gone to bed as well. It was about 2 am.
I woke up suddenly. I looked to my left. There beside me on the bed was Grandpa, in a suit, with a single red rose in his hand. I screamed of course. Scared me! I was 12.
My sister came running in there, but before I could tell her the complete story behind my screaming and waking them up, the phone rang. It was mom. Grandpa had just passed away. JUST passed away!
I went to the funeral with mom and dad. Can't recall now how I got there but I'm sure mom came home and then the 3 of us drove back for the funeral. Anyway, Grandpa lay in his casket. In a black suit. With a single red rose in his hand.
I have one other story, but another time maybe. Not on Grandpa. My sister. I think this comment should keep you thinking for a while.
I'd really like your feedback on this.
Cindy
Thanks for sharing your dreams. I got the chills when I read the astral projection of your grandfather to you when he died. You have strong intuitive abilities and were able to see his ending, the red rose, etc. Keep developing those abilities. If nurtured they grow.
ReplyDeleteIn dreams we create images and symbols to help us deal with fears. The gorilla is a strong symbol. He is big, hairy, strong, and helps you in two ways: One, with angry feelings that you don't have a bed of your own, and two rescue fantasies. He cares enough to take you away and rescue you.
Dreams are a way of working out strong feelings that we might not be in-touch with in the waking world. For example fear of heights, ie: jumping off of the roof helped you overcome your fear of heights in the waking world. In these two dreams you have strong emotional reactions, anger and fear to help you work out the feelings and fears related to them. The symbols are gorilla and heights. Thanks for sharing!