The Dream of a young woman:
(read it like a story if you want to learn something)
"It was the darkest dream I've ever had. We were sitting in a small town and my parents were talking to the family and usual stuff, so I had to go and walk from this boredom that kept me. While walking I heard strange singing in Arabic, and it was behind a small house. So I kept on walking and I tripped , as much as I remember, an old woman came for help and she was sooo darn ugly and the weird thing is that I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Then she helped me and she said that it was bad manners not to say thank you and that I wasn't raised well stuff like that. Then this beautiful blondish woman came from nowhere and starting yelling at the old woman and she somehow weakened her because she fell to her knees and the blond kept on screaming at her. So the weird thing is, I found myself crying and crying and I couldn't stop it so the old woman was looking at me in this strange manner as if it was my fault... And I woke up.."
My interpretation of the Dream:
Coming from behind a house is like a song (or message) coming from your own backyard (soul, deep subconscious).
Maybe BOREDOM is making you act out all your frustrations in some violent way, such as screaming or bickering etc (the blonde girl also representing a deep aspect of your psyche)...but your frustration will make you "fall" (not in a bad or literal or negative sense) in good way you will eventually see that your "anger with your current situation in life" is meaningless, it would come to a halt upon this realization, where you come to a point of acceptance, making peace with it all, (that is currently vexing your soul)...
The old woman is you (that is why you couldn't take your eyes of her), or rather a wiser aspect of your personality...like a wise old gypsy...it represents your potential to acquire such wisdom for "acceptance"...to know that you can do nothing about certain circumstances and things, to just let it be, and make peace with it in the sense of making the best out of your situation no matter how your current life circumstances may feel grating at your soul, irritating you and causing you anxiety and illusional fears...when you see that it is unnecessary and unreal you can clear your mind and become more productive and focussed as you truly need to be to get done what needs to get done which is essential for your survival...to keep on going and to keep on moving without being hackneyed by distractions of petty value...sometimes things that mean nothing we give more importance to than they are really worth, sometimes to escape responsibilities and the discipline of focus by giving in to the destructive frustrations.
But any frustration is an illusion if you can do nothing about what caused it.
When you say that you were crying it means that you are crying out of frustration, but the realization lies in the tears - you can't do anything about it...and you know it, so drop it, release all the illusional frustrations because they can do nothing but hold you back...and as the "old woman" falls to her knees you repent, surrender to the Truth of it all...you can only blame yourself for your own confusion and feeling threatened by it all (as she looked at you like it is all your fault)...but it is all just a bloody illusion (dream as life is), so breathe, and open your mind to clarity and peace.
Maybe BOREDOM is making you act out all your frustrations in some violent way, such as screaming or bickering etc (the blonde girl also representing a deep aspect of your psyche)...but your frustration will make you "fall" (not in a bad or literal or negative sense) in good way you will eventually see that your "anger with your current situation in life" is meaningless, it would come to a halt upon this realization, where you come to a point of acceptance, making peace with it all, (that is currently vexing your soul)...
The old woman is you (that is why you couldn't take your eyes of her), or rather a wiser aspect of your personality...like a wise old gypsy...it represents your potential to acquire such wisdom for "acceptance"...to know that you can do nothing about certain circumstances and things, to just let it be, and make peace with it in the sense of making the best out of your situation no matter how your current life circumstances may feel grating at your soul, irritating you and causing you anxiety and illusional fears...when you see that it is unnecessary and unreal you can clear your mind and become more productive and focussed as you truly need to be to get done what needs to get done which is essential for your survival...to keep on going and to keep on moving without being hackneyed by distractions of petty value...sometimes things that mean nothing we give more importance to than they are really worth, sometimes to escape responsibilities and the discipline of focus by giving in to the destructive frustrations.
But any frustration is an illusion if you can do nothing about what caused it.
When you say that you were crying it means that you are crying out of frustration, but the realization lies in the tears - you can't do anything about it...and you know it, so drop it, release all the illusional frustrations because they can do nothing but hold you back...and as the "old woman" falls to her knees you repent, surrender to the Truth of it all...you can only blame yourself for your own confusion and feeling threatened by it all (as she looked at you like it is all your fault)...but it is all just a bloody illusion (dream as life is), so breathe, and open your mind to clarity and peace.
The old woman could be seen as ugly...because the Truth doesn't always wants to be seen as the wisdom (symbolized by old age) of simplicity (logic - the old woman, from young to old...how the seasons of life work).
..And then you said you "woke up" so let it be, amen to your impending Divine epiphany (Revelation).
And then the girl said:
"It's actually still confusing because last year I had the same dream but I saw the details of the place and scared me half to death." And I replied: "Maybe you are scared of acceptance...maybe that you are making it too dark a concept that is necessary...it isn't really that dark it just your fear that is so dark..that needs to be overcome so that light can rush into your mind."
Moral of the story:
I am going to stop being hard on myself and just accept things. I know that I have been having much trouble in life over certain areas. In truth, I am new at the game. I do believe that we eventually change and that is why we should not quit. The only sure way to lose is to quit. Each of us has our mountains and valleys in life. They come to us all. We have seasons in our lives. There is always something to learn and there is something to be gained in everything. If you wish to be wise and knowledgeable in life, you are required to go through much. You know everything from experience. This comes from direct experience or indirect experience. The things we learn for ourselves and the things that we learn from other people. In other words, from either our own experiences or other people's experiences.
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Acceptance of the ugly is embracing goodness...
Reason: Everything happens for a reason and we should rejoice when we make it through and realize the lesson and have learned from it. I am happy with the experiences I have had and sharing them to educate others.
Everything happens for a reason...sometimes people who have the worst experiences or hardest tests in life are those people who God has greater plans for...God tests you and uses you...God is always one step ahead of you! You should touch lives with your wisdom gained through good and bad experiences, and your ability to do so will be measured by your inner strength and faith in God...see when you fight and do not give in, you have successfully passed but one test of faith...there is much blessings to gain in life for a warrior of God!:
Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes...goes into strict training...Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize. 1Cor 9:24-27
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| "Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another." Walter Elliott |
Sometimes we look up and those short races have not only started without us, they are already ending! we should always look up with faith...faith makes certain races shorter, even though hard lessons may be learned in that time feeling like eternity...
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