What could it mean for someone who is not overly religious to have an overly religious dream? Now, this is not a poem.. It is a weird dream I had the other day in the words that came to me as I thought to write it down.
"Two stripes of glitter on a yellowed wall, I take some and put it across my face.
A woman and her son with browned skin and dark brown hair. They are both very happy looking and smiling. She is standing behind him on stretched out land with warm wind blowing, they are speaking a language I do not know. She is leaning down to his ear and speaking to him, he is grinning and replies. They are dressed in white and brown flowing wardrobe. He lifts his arms out to his sides and she lifts him up.. It looks like he is pretending to fly. I know in my heart and mind that he is Jesus but I don't know why."
I also knew without words that this wasn't a dream about the past but in the present, as if he has been reborn and is in our world today as alive as we are. I had this dream on 11/11/14, it stuck with me hard for some hours after having it so I went on my computer and started researching why 11/11 has been known as a spiritual and good luck numbers.. there were so many different ideas that I didn't come across the same one twice so it didn't do me any good. Still at square one with that idea but I feel it meant something to someone.
I never talk about or post on my political or religious views because I would hate to fight with someone over something that could only be proven as opinions. Opinions I feel we all have a right too, no matter what they are. I grew up with Christianity, in my family, I have been to churches and listened to preachers and testimony of devout Christians. I think the closest term that could describe me though is agnostic, I have beliefs and I am open minded and I have questioned each belief numerous times. I leave myself open to change there and I won't go into details but I don't think my own "ideas" there match a lot of those I know personally.
So what does it mean? It could be as simple as, since I am a bit of an avid news reader and seeing the downfall of civilization as far as news shows that I am wishing for a "savior" for all those poor people we read about daily. It could be reading so many FB posts from Christians just led me to dream their own wishes. Maybe it's somewhere in between the two, I can't say for sure. All I know is five days have passed since the dream and even though I have studied dreams and can usually help others figure out why they dreamed what they did and come up with ideas for those meanings I have none for my own. Maybe it's just as simple an explanation as my body was mixed up chemically with my night time meds that it caused a vivid weird dream and that's just it.
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