A dream was forwarded to me for interpretation recently, and it was so unusual I thought it was worth sharing. My interpretation follows.
I’m home, where the water is ever present. Not water like we have here…it has more life and vitality, warmth and energy. It’s a “being” of its own, with its own feelings and intents. I have no memories of entering any body of water in this place without feeling like I’m part of it. I can’t say that its identity is so strong you can Identify “it” as separate, but it provides like a mother’s presence would. It would feel depreciating to mention it as only a substance, especially when love enters my heart at the thought of the water here. Everything connects to her, “the water”; massive trees pull her in and then she rains back down from their leaves. I don’t ever see this place as heaven, but it feels close to it. While here, it is simply just “one of our places.”
We have “sleepy” souls with us this time. I know they did not cross in the usual, quick manner. Instead these ones lingered when their bodies died. It’s not bad that they didn’t cross right away…but it does create a burden for them to some extent. They stay believing they are not done, or for fear of not loving someone enough. Some stay because being out of their bodies was not what they believed it would be while in their bodies. These ones had to be ‘collected’…encouraged…nudged …drawn in.
We had to go to them and guide them here. I was not a part of the collecting, not with these, but I remember doing so and understand how they came to be here. I understand that the longer a soul stays “there” without crossing, the “sleepier” they get. I use the word sleepy because they dive deeper into the unreal when not crossing. Often times this “sleepiness” is unpleasant for them, even though it is their choosing to not let go of it. I understand that waking up takes a bit longer for some of them under these conditions. This is not their final stop or the end of their crossing. Being here is an “in between” for them. They are home safe, but sleepy and not entirely ready for their homecoming.
We move in a group around them. The others with me are just an extension of me; we have no need to communicate. We are one. I want to emphasize that I still exist here, with my own identity, but at times there is no need to have my own self awareness, and it is just as much of a pleasure to be part of a moving organism as a separate one here. We love the “collected ones” and we are on some levels more tapped into, and focused on them than we are to each other. We don’t need to share thoughts about each one. They are all different, each having a sharper sense of separateness, and we all know what is being perceived in every direction at once.
We do not consider some to be weaker souls, older souls, younger etc. They are all just as valuable, and belong as anything would here. They are not here to be SHOVED into a loving merge, or forced into seeing what is really happening; they are simply here to wake up a bit more. Now pulled over, they all feel loved, at peace, tranquil, and satisfied. However, each is still too sleepy to remember an important part of them that is best described as childlike joy. Some still believe they are “old” or “unable”, others believe they have pain, even though none of them is actually feeling any pain. Physical pain is not a reality here, although I do have memories of fragmented lessons taking place here…where an emotional insight caused a splinter of hurt, and then instantaneously turned into a delightful understanding.
We push them out onto a boat and move at all sides next to them. A boat is not necessary here, but they believe it is. They know the water from where they came, and that predominates their expectations. So we provide one. We can feel some of them waking up to a small bit of excitement…it moves through them. As each one wakes up it affects all of them and us. We cross to the other shore and coax them out. Like children, some of them are tentative, but now all of them are starting to feel excited, and because of this, who they really are starts to emanate amongst all of us. I emphasize again that all of them are uniquely their own, but they ARE us too, and each other.
We point at the water and I tell one to look down at the life inside of it. “See that beautiful little creature? See it with YOURSELF instead of your eyes. Do you feel her growth? Do you feel the beauty of this cycle for her? Feel her love for her babies…..and now it is yours too! Do you see how she grows and learns for us all?” I am pulled in briefly by her beauty, letting the energy of her experience consume and warm me. She’s here moving through growth as these other souls did “over there”. Growing and learning is much softer here though, less traumatic.
One soul believed in the boat that he couldn’t walk and still vaguely holds on to that idea. “Look at the purple!” I communicate to him without using words as we all do here. I feel an explosion of excitement emerge from him. He wants to find more of the purple under the water. He moves away from the group, the belief of being disabled has evaporated. I know this one while “awake” and away from “form” lingers in this place as much as I do. I know this is a place of his liking. Others with us will have other places that match their loves better. I know the man who wanted to find purple will finish waking up and return here often.
Soon we are surrounded by moving agile forms, all of them more awake than when they came. The laughter moves through all of us energetically. They are waking up, they are beautiful. Their ideas of fear are gone, and won’t return until they are strong enough to handle it.
I wake up wondering if this was a memory, or an amazing imagination that pushed me through the night. Either way I feel elated, as if on a high. I roll out of bed wondering when I can go back. Even if it is not real, I miss this place, enough that seeing it makes my spirits soar, and simultaneously leaves me longing for it on a deep level. I will spend the rest of my day feeling as I always do after being there, (remembering there), ecstatic because of it, but aching for not being there.
Thank you for allowing me to be part of your dream world. Your dream was fascinating and full of wonderful information.
These are my thoughts:
The water of life could very likely represent a womb. A material womb brings us into the earth, and one could visualize a spiritual womb rebirthing us into the spirit world when we leave the earth. Each brings us into a new life in which we can further evolve.
I feel that the world into which you were drawn in your dream is part of the passage some have as they make the transition. It may be an interbetween for souls who need more time to acclimate to spirit form. Some move through it easily, as you seem to do; some linger. Instead of passing quickly through, you are apparently on a path that leads you to be of assistance to those who just need a helping hand, need to understand, need acceptance. This is undoubtedly part of the karma of your soul and the souls of those around you who are also helping.
This interbetween is to be distinguished from that where greatly troubled souls may spend much time, and need not only prayers, but also help from souls whose particular job it is to reach out to them with light, dedication and patience.
I find it interesting that the soul, through mind, can still create and feel pain that in reality no longer exists. This reinforces the teaching that you are what you eat and what you think.
I found these references to the color purple. I think they are pertinent to the purple that the one soul was searching for.
Purple is the color of good judgment. It is the color of people seeking spiritual fulfillment. It is said if you surround yourself with purple you will have peace of mind. Purple is a good color to use in meditation.
Purple has been used to symbolize magic and mystery, as well as royalty. Being the combination of red and blue, the warmest and coolest colors, purple is believed to be the ideal color. Most children love the color purple. Purple is the color most favored by artists.
Violet is the color associated with the Crown Chakra. This chakra is the main co-ordination center of the body and ensures you are connected to universal sources of energy. (Website: Family Gems)
Violet: Bridges the physical and spiritual realms and therefore is reverent, mysterious, fearless, quiet yet alive, deep, reflective, and royal. It is the color of meditation and can be used to increase its depth and achievements. (Kathleen Roquemore, “It’s all in your Numbers”)
It seems that you have been given a glimpse of the true path our souls are on, and the beauty and harmony that is created by being conscious of the Oneness. I further believe that you have been shown your path in this current life, that is, to be a “middle man”, to help others reach a spiritual realization and acceptance that will help them pursue their true path and to evolve here and now. This will apparently be done best not by leading, per se, but by being there, cooperating, giving, loving, caring, sharing. What a wonderful gift you have been given.
You, of course, are the best interpreter of your own dreams. If you would like, please call me (804 832 3262) or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Love and light,
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