Here’s
an odd thing. I’m a lucid dreamer, so my dreams and my astral body activities
and my observing presence do tangle up with each other fairly comprehensively.
The
other night, in my dreams, someone looked at me, very closely, very intently –
looked deeply into my eyes for a little while. I forgot about it, as one does,
then the memory of it came back to me very strongly the next day when I was
awake. That person was so close I could see their eyes and not the rest of
their face.
This.
Over
the next day or two the memory kept returning. Eventually I realised – wait a
minute – those are my eyes! Except
the ones in my dream were very clear, less muddy, more sparkly and less toxic.
How
very curious.
ReplyDeleteIn my dreams I am always in the prime of life, no tiredness or aging in the body - unless it is a paralysis dream! Perhaps with you too, hence your younger eyes?
Mairin.
How interesting! x
ReplyDeleteTime for some self examination?
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ReplyDeleteHow do you interpret that dream, Pen? I've never had one like that, as far as I remember.
ReplyDeleteHello, Emilio. I just don't know - except, are we our own judge?
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ReplyDeleteI wouldn’t say that your were judging yourself in your dream; on the whole it sounds very optimistic, I mean, being able to see your clear, sparkly side. Apparently, one must be asleep to do that.
That's interesting.
ReplyDeleteI've recently had a lot going on in my life requiring introspection. I've taken decisions in the sphere of family relationships that run counter to the social expectations of a responsible person, and I've had to look deeply and honestly inside to be sure my decisions were not morally wrong.
Then, a few nights ago I had a similar 'looking within' dream. This time it was a drone shaped like a missile, painted red and white. It had a camera on the front tip of the nose - an electronic eye. It hovered right in front of me, looking at me. But after a while I got fed up with it, reached out and took hold of it, and after a while its battery ran out, and I just threw it aside.
I hope my English is not too colloquial to follow!
An uplifting dream about how to cope with the machine, that is, with that threatening macho external pressure always scanning us in search of some form of profit. It’s important to keep one’s head and be patient. That’s how I interpret it. And your English is lovely.
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