A Dream

[Guest guest]

First I would like to thank you for all your help. I feel very child

like right now and am full of wonder. I need to tell you about a dream

I had last night because I had the same dream twice back to back. I

will keep it short because I am at work and also I don't have the best

memory. What I do remember from both dreams is that I was jumping into

a corps. Now it may sound horrible but there were no bad feelings and I

felt kind of peacefull. The corps was laying flat on a table and I just

dived into it. I have no idea what that can mean. Can anyone help?

Thanks, Love and Blessings to You All

Laura Joyce

[Guest guest]

Death represented by the corps, transformation.

You felt peaceful about it, overcoming of fears.

 

Just some thoughts

Love

Elektra x x x

 

 

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[Guest guest]

Death dreams are almost always about some kind of powerful transformation in

your waking life. In this case, I would say you feel like you have been reborn

recently, but the truth is you have only just started that process. You are

heading for even more powerful changes in the future, changes that feel right

for where you are at, even if they are challenging at times.

 

Brandi

[Guest guest]

Had a dream last night:

I was back in the Pathwork (a psychospiritual program I used to be involved in

but the male leader became s@xually involved with one of the group members under

the guise that it was good for her spiritual growth and I and many others left)

and I arrive late. I am warmly welcomed by a new leader, tall European woman

(french or italian). We split into groups and I'm late to my group. I'm

sitting with one part of it and they're talking about s@x. I say, well the only

thing I know about s@x is that I haven't had any in a while. the guy next to me

turns to look at me (I hadn't seen his face prior to now). He is from India.

I'm thinking that I hope he doesn't think my comment was a come on. There is no

warmth or amusement in my face. They get up then to walk into another room

where we're going to do a ritual holding hands & leave me behind. Another part

of my group gets up and I ask if I can go in with them. We are all arm in arm,

the guy next to me puts his arm around me.

In the other room, there is an altar of sorts. A guy reads a bible verse and my

job is to cut the bread. I take a sharp knife and cut it.

 

Any thoughts would be appreciated.

Love and blessings,

Jan