Guest guest Posted December 23, 2009 Report Share Posted December 23, 2009 Seems time has been a recurring theme. Wrote in my journal: Time is precious. Spend it wisely. Pick things to read that are spiritually uplifting and that remind you of God and of service. Dreamed I went to my imaginary NYC. At several points, realized I was bilocated, going simultaneously in different directions. (Metaphor for my life?) I would black out, appear in one of my bodies in a neighborhood going one way, then reawaken in another body elsewhere, going in a different direction. Ran into my son, who was wandering around. We passed a street vendor selling Egyptian artifacts and decorations - wall hangings, statuettes, etc. The vendor also had a table she used for replacing watch batteries - an additional service provided. (Your typical NY street vendor - " get yer Egyptian artifacts and replace your watch battery while you wait! " ) I directed my son to look at the Egyptian stuff and see if there was anything he wanted. He picked up four wooden hanging figurines for his room, and then I woke up. Love, David Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 23, 2009 Report Share Posted December 23, 2009 David: Dreamed I went to my imaginary NYC. At several points, realized I was bilocated, going simultaneously in different directions. Deb: This reminds me of a couple of dreams that I had within the past couple of months. One where I was talking to my (deceased) grandmother. She was alive and talking to me, but also in a coffin in the background at the same time. I told her how sorry I was about her death and she told me that it was all good because this was the end (of something.) I can't remember what, but think it had something to do with pain. This was shortly after my father's funeral. In the other dream, I was an adult talking to my brother, but I was also a child crying in the background. I began comforting myself as a child, while fussing at my brother as an adult for making the " child me " cry. He told me that I was right and that he had carried things " too far " this time. Then I allowed the " child me " to light a flame and told my brother, " Don't you dare make it go out this time. " This was shortly after my brother said something that really upset me. Like I was in two time zones at the same time. Deb Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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