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Monday, August 28, 2006

Healing Dreams

As anyone knows who has read my blog for awhile, I am a believer in the power of dreams. If you think about how many hours we spend sleeping, isn't it to our benefit to use that time to improve our daytime hours if we can? At this point I am just learning how to use mine. I know dream work is no magic panacea, just another tool to reach within ourselves to improve our lives.

If someone wants to do such nighttime work, before falling asleep ask your subconscious, angels or spirit guides to help have dreams that will be beneficial. If you have a particular problem, asking for a dream to help you understand it can be effective. Just before you wake, lie there for a few moments and try to retrieve whatever you last saw or thought.

The ideal approach to remembering and utilizing is to write all the elements from the dream as best you recall-- whether it seemed to relate to anything or not. Sometimes what didn't seem relevant upon first waking takes on meaning with time.

Remembering dreams is like any skill. It is developed through practice. From my experience, I believe you will receive the benefit of such dreaming though whether you consciously remember the dreams or not.

Sometimes the relationships that need healing are with those who have died. Dreams can help emotionally heal, recognize mistakes, ask for forgiveness, and make a relationship into something life never let it be. Lucid dreaming allows remaking a relationship in your sleep that would never have been possible while awake.

If you are interested in learning more about lucid dreaming (taking control of your dreams) there are books on it, also quite a bit online. An example of how it can work is a simple dream of mine from quite a few years ago.

I was walking with a group of people and suddenly realized they had gone on and I had walked up a pole-- way, way up a pole. Nobody seemed to be aware I was teetering on the top of this pole. Nobody was even around. I knew I would never be able to get down. Instead of putting off the inevitable, I just let myself fall. As I hit the ground, I knew I had to be dead. Nobody could survive a fall from that height-- except I then thought this is ridiculous. Nobody can walk up a pole. I stood up and walked off.

2 comments:

Redondowriter said...

Kind of like being up a creek without a paddle, I guess. This was a significant dream--as you are remembering it now--long after you apparently had it. I am not such a good interpreter--and have had no dream recall this entire trip. Wierd, huh?

Parapluie said...

The last couple of nights I have had pleasant dreams but I can not remember them at all. I was on a family vacation. Maybe tonight I will make up for it.