First, thanks for responding. I think dreams are important, and everyone should learn to understand them and appreciate the gifts they bring.
Second, My Good Dream. I've had lots of neat, strange, mystical, odd, etc. kinds of dreams, but this one was the best.
I was about 16 years old and in a lot of emotional pain.
I dreamed I was climbing a mountain. It was a rough, hard climb. I got all scratched up... I was really struggling.
I got to the top and saw a tower.
The tower had a spiral staircase... up I climbed.
A door was at the top, and in this door a Light.
In this light was a Man. The Most Beautiful Man I have ever seen.
He handed me two things: a sword and a white robe.
He spoke to me with no words... he told me I had to Go Back Down.
I didn't want to leave Him!
Obviously I had no choice in the matter.
I went back down and found myself by the sea.
There were other people there. I didn't know them yet, but I knew we were all waiting.
The stars shone in the nighttime sky like jewels.
....and that was the end of the dream.
It sustains me to this day.
Crazy? I don't know. All I know is that dream stayed inside me, and I remembered it for the first time in a long time today.
Thanks.
edit:
It took a lot of courage to post this. I'm not saying I understand the dream, only that I had it and it made me feel good.
So, save your religious arguments for another thread or
I will be your worst nightmare!!!!
Again, thanks for your consideration.
Second, My Good Dream. I've had lots of neat, strange, mystical, odd, etc. kinds of dreams, but this one was the best.
I was about 16 years old and in a lot of emotional pain.
I dreamed I was climbing a mountain. It was a rough, hard climb. I got all scratched up... I was really struggling.
I got to the top and saw a tower.
The tower had a spiral staircase... up I climbed.
A door was at the top, and in this door a Light.
In this light was a Man. The Most Beautiful Man I have ever seen.
He handed me two things: a sword and a white robe.
He spoke to me with no words... he told me I had to Go Back Down.
I didn't want to leave Him!
Obviously I had no choice in the matter.
I went back down and found myself by the sea.
There were other people there. I didn't know them yet, but I knew we were all waiting.
The stars shone in the nighttime sky like jewels.
....and that was the end of the dream.
It sustains me to this day.
Crazy? I don't know. All I know is that dream stayed inside me, and I remembered it for the first time in a long time today.
Thanks.
edit:
It took a lot of courage to post this. I'm not saying I understand the dream, only that I had it and it made me feel good.
So, save your religious arguments for another thread or
I will be your worst nightmare!!!!
Again, thanks for your consideration.
