SueNami wrote:lol
Thanks for the dream compliment. My UNconscious will take the credit...
So one thing I'm going to throw out there is that me in that dream, my actions etc... that was very much my personality. Perhaps whether someone is active in their dream vs passive has more to do with personality? I don't know, I'm just throwing that out there.
Now I have had dreams where I was more of a recipient of information. But usually in those dreams I'm with a figure I esteem (I actually believe this figure to be my minds embodiment of my UNconscious) and receiving knowledge, wisdom or insight. Much as I would be less active and more attentive of a message a college professor was imparting....
I just do believe that our dreams are portrayed in a way that our personality gets the message out of it.
In that dream I was active, persistent, frustrated...lol...all me in everyday life... but the true message is that no matter how hard I tried or how hard I looked, that new life wouldnt come to me UNTIL AFTER i made a change with my husband. THAT was the true message. Whereas maybe some other person would get out of it that I must keep trying...
Dear SueNami,
Oh, while I think we understand each other perfectly, but are somewhat held back by the ordinary conventions of language and the restraints of a culture embedded in the starkest and bleakest materialism and with a scientific culture that wants to rule all but then is so unsure of itself or of anything much past the proofs of 2 and 2 equal 4. Indeed, because of the unwillingness of Science to admit to any kind of coherency or meaning in Dreams, because it does not lend itself to controlled and quantifiable scientific experiments, well, you still have Students of Psychological Science claiming that dreams are the product of ‘random’ firings of brain cells… assuming of course that your dream had been entirely random! So of course we have to speak to each other about advanced dreaming in a kind of a stilted stutter, given what we have to work with.
So, anyway, (compulsory lecture… or ‘sermon’ …having been delivered), well, NO! No Complements to YOUR Unconscious Mind. I really do think that there is a Collective Consciousness (Carl Jung called it something slightly different I believe). It is the same for Everybody. I think it was what lead the people of the Middle Ages to believe in the Influence of Angels, as from one person’s dream to the next person’s dreams, well, these Dream Influences retained a recognizable uniformity. While dream situations seemed unique, well, there seemed to be One Angelic Intent behind it all. Those Dream Characters of Stature and Authority, with the Deep Voices, or the Fingers that Pointed to One’s Destination, well, these were deemed to be Saints or Angels. Not the property of individual minds, but actual Spiritual Entities that could visit you one night, and myself the next.
Now, of course, there is the argument that Human Evolution basically equips us all with basically the Same Dream ‘Black Box’. So we are all Programmed in much the same way. That seems to be a very compelling argument; however, I KNOW that dreams are not just in the head… just in the mind. Back in College, what, 50 years ago! I had a dream. And so did a really nice girl I knew, Annie. I was a student and so of course when I wasn’t thirsty for beer, I was hungry for food, and so it was in the early hours of the morning that I had a dream that I was sneaking into the Cafeteria looking for any food that might have been left out on the Lines. I had come through the Back Door and so I came to Lines 5, 4 and was just leaving Line 3 when I met Annie, coming from the directions of the main entrance. She saw me empty handed and guessed what my mission had been, and so she said that there was no food on lines 1 or 2 either, and then we both commiserated with each other on how starving we were and that it would seem forever until breakfast. Well, just a dream, wasn’t it. I awoke, went to breakfast and then I was off to my first class, when coming down the hallway I saw Annie. We BOTH instantly had this look of Recognition, and said AT THE SAME TIME “I had a dream”, and then, thank God, we did not screw it up by giving each other time to speak…. As though we had been forewarned of the importance, we both spoke to each other at once; saying what we had to say, while listening to the other. We both simultaneously described the Same Dream… or well, the Same Dream Scene, but we were both in it at the same time. Overlapping Dreams. Dreams are Therefore, not necessarily personal. Indeed, it has taught me from that moment on to be a Gentleman in my dreams, because you can never be quite sure who the Characters are and who the Real People might be. (I think the Real People are more responsive. Dream Characters seem to come with written dialogue, with some capacity for improvisation, in order to cover certain anticipated choices you might make in responding, but not much, and sometimes Dream Characters will respond inappropriately or sort of ‘out of the blue’, but other Dream ‘People’ seem ‘alive and with it’. Oh, Dream Characters can’t fly or levitate, and they aren’t impressed by it, but Actual People in Dreams… well, they either fly and levitate themselves, or they find it remarkable.
So, anyway, my compliments are to you. Dreams don’t give one much time. You are given a minute or two to find a solution to the problem, or you have to wait for the Next Dream on the Subject. You were able to get there REALLY QUICK.
Oh, yes, Personality has a lot to do with it. Some people really are passive. It surprises them to hear that some people actually talk and do a lot of stuff in their dreams. For them, Dreams are almost about just being a Point of Perception which sees a Dream Happen in Front of Them, and this is where the Idea of Dream Interpretation came from… to satisfy people who see dreams only as Stories that happened before their eyes. They want to know what it meant. But for Personalities like our own, well, Dreams mean what we make them mean… an Interaction between the Higher Dream Mind and our own Questions and Responses expressed and made at the time.
Oh, what I found that was interesting was, well, I used to be something of a Dream Loner, but now, more and more, I find myself dreaming in Group Settings, and while it used to be that Things would happen to Me, well, now, in a Group Setting, things happen to an Entire Group. And, Guess What? Can you guess what my ‘Persona’ is? I’m what ‘gangs’ would call ‘the Mouth’… not the Leader… sometimes the Leaders are horribly inarticulate… a Leader’s Job is to maintain Group Cohesion. But whenever there was Trouble or Misunderstandings with Individuals or Other Groups, it would be Me who would step forward and do all of the Explaining. I Talked us all out of Jail! People had guns pointed at us, and I talked until the barrels dropped toward the ground. I amaze even myself! Oh, and sometimes it is so much fun! For instance, when the Guns were pointed at us, well, some of these Idiots in my group had decided to ‘trespass’ on what looked like a really neat truck out in the middle of nowhere (actually, in Africa), just at the moment when my habit of educated observation determined that the Truck was a Mobile Radio Station and probably operating the time, and I tried to call down my stupid friends, before we got ‘caught’, well, we got caught. Part of my Talking Down the Guns, was to really let my Friends HAVE IT – every insult in the book! What Idiots! You Stupid Jerks! Get Down Now before I shoot you! And they climbed down and I hussled them all way, while giving assurances that we had only just arrived and had not had the time to break or steal anything, using a Civilized and Reasonable Voice so that I would seem to be One of Them… a friend and not an enemy… I just amaze myself! Of course, the Group… they seem to take it for granted. That is what I am there for, and I better do it well!
But, yes, sometimes I still just have those weird dreams which one winds up thinking about. For instance, last night I became aware of this kind of Therapy – people would be somehow connected to a bed of water with a fertile bottom that could support sea grass and such, and their ‘impurities’ would be absorbed by the water, and not hurting it but actually providing some nutrients for the sea grasses or whatever. I mostly saw young people hooked up in this fashion, but there there was a Young Man, well, not as young as the others… maybe close to 30 but still with the lines of youth in his face. I somehow knew that he had been a mobster and criminal, but that his Girlfriend…. His Life Partner, had set him up for the Treatment. Well, suddenly the relatively small pool of water and sea grass turned into a fairly good Estate… like a coastal Mansion that cost about 16 Million American Dollars. “So Crime Does Pay” occurred to me briefly, but then I remembered the influence of the Girl Friend and that if the Young ‘Gangster’ truly was ‘purified’, then, well, why not? And it seemed like the Wealthy Estate was now doing the Job of the Water Tub and Sea Grasses – it was drawing out the Impurities that only nourished the grasses. Of course, it was all very morally puzzling… but I was keeping my mind open. And, of course, NOW that I am a Member of a Group, I am really not free to speak just my own mind. Observe and Discern. Observe and Discern. When the time comes to speak, I, and everyone else, will know about it.
Anyway… enough for this evening….
So good to chat. Please ask me anything, and I will try to answer… and likewise… I will try to think of something to ask you… Good night.