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Danny,

 

To dream that you die in your dream can symbolize

inner changes, transformation, self-discovery and

positive developments that are happening within you or

in your life. Experiencing your own death may mean

that big changes are in your future, new beginnings.

So have no fear, good things are likely in store for

you!

 

Claudia

 

--- xrewindx <xrewindx wrote:

 

> Claudia,

>

> Your dream is wonderful in comparison to mine. A

> nuclear bomb has

> been dropped on Montreal, Québec, and I died of the

> radiations. I

> could feel my body stop to respond, then drop on the

> ground.

>

> That is not the first time that i died in a dream.

> Sometimes i

> continue the dream in a bodyless shape.

>

> Danny

>

> --- In

> ,

> Claudia

> Lambright <newtfoodbowl wrote:

> >

> > I had a bothersome dream this morning just before

> I

> > had to get up, and I would like some feedback on

> it.

> >

> > I dreamed that I was doing just what I was

> actually

> > doing: trying to get a last short period of sleep

> > before I had to get up. I was in bed with my

> 'sound

> > machine' on. There was a knock at the bedroom

> door

> > and there were several women who were excited

> telling

> > me to get up because they were having a party for

> me.

> > Well, it was 5am in the dream and I told them

> > irritably that I had to go to work and this was no

> > time for a party and to go away. They left the

> > bedroom and I went back to bed. The next thing I

> > remember about the dream is that some time had

> passed

> > and I finally got up and ventured out of the

> bedroom.

> > Well, there was one heck of a party going on! My

> > house was HUGE, and there was food everywhere!

> And

> > lots of people. All I saw was deserts...cakes,

> pies,

> > ice cream...and it was so fancy and vast...and

> being

> > served by caterers or paid servers of some

> sort...it

> > was like a food carnival. Someone offered me some

> > sort of drink (non-alcoholic) and I asked if there

> was

> > sugar in it because I don't use sugar anymore.

> Then

> > the women who had come into my bedroom to announce

> the

> > party came up to me and I thanked them for the

> party.

> > They seemed to be in good spirits except for one

> of

> > them, whom I believe was the actual party-giver,

> the

> > one who paid for this gift to me...she looked

> ashen,

> > angry, hurt, shocked...I've never seen an

> expression

> > like she had on her face. The next thing I

> remember

> > is someone coming up to me and telling me that the

> > alcohol consumption had gone over budget by $8 and

> my

> > parents (!?) would have to cover that. I wasn't

> sure

> > if they said $8 or $80 and asked for confirmation;

> it

> > was $8...I thought to myself that I would cover

> it, no

> > need for my parents to cover it. I also thought,

> > jeez, what are people doing drinking at 5am in the

> > morning! Then I decided to go ahead and eat

> deserts.

> > I was sort of crazed at this point, grabbing a

> piece

> > of cake and reaching for a piece of cheesecake...I

> > hardly remember eating them...then I went to the

> dairy

> > bar and asked for an ice cream cone...the vendor

> made

> > one, then started eating it himself! He left, so

> I

> > tried to dispense a bowl of ice cream for myself,

> but

> > when I tasted it, it was whipped cream, so I put

> it

> > down and found the ice cream dispensers, but there

> was

> > nothing left to put the ice cream in except for

> tiny

> > thimbles! I had 2 thimbles of ice cream. Then I

> > noticed that there was a big room to my left like

> a

> > ballroom and there were a couple of men at the

> front

> > of the room with a microphone. One of them said

> to

> > me, 'these people aren't leaving, what are we

> going to

> > do?' I told him that it was supposed to be a

> 2-hour

> > party and that it was 7am...I told him I would be

> glad

> > to get in front of the microphone and say 'the

> party

> > is over now, good day!' (yes, those exact words).

> He

> > said that they would probably want to know if

> everyone

> > had a good time. There were probably 100 or more

> > people in the back of the room, talking, laughing,

> and

> > sounding happy and a little drunk! I was about to

> > speak to the group...then I thought about my

> hostess,

> > who had thrown this beautiful party and I had been

> so

> > rude and now I was going to get up in front of

> > everyone very graciously like I had thrown the

> party,

> > not her, and I felt bad about that....then I woke

> up.

> >

> > When I woke up I felt terrible! I thought to

> myself,

> > what a horrible friend I was in that dream!! I

> felt

> > so ashamed and disappointed in my behavior!

> >

> > Any thoughts on this dream? Is it all related to

> > kundalini?

> >

> > Thank you,

> > Claudia

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

>

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>

>

 

 

 

 

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