I had a delightful dream last night which I need to share as it is directly connected to some of you and is certainly a story worth telling. The dream takes place in a variety of places, there are several different scenes, and there are a number of different people featured. The places are not important but the people are. The vast majority of the people in the dream are men that I know or men that I have known and who have passed over.
There wasn't a whole lot of dialog in the dream, and in some cases we just seemed to be walking together. The stand out feature though is that all the men that featured have a very similar quality but it is not a quality that is universally held or displayed by the majority of men. There is no single word to describe the quality these men hold so I'll have to describe their characteristics further. These men are the men who have mastered temporal life, their lives are stable, they have or had good jobs that they did well, they don't have emotional up and downs, they are sensible, reliable and trustworthy. These are the men you know you can 100% rely on if you need them; they are generous, kind and caring to those they know and even those they do not know. I will mention a few people who appeared in the dream - my father in law Tony was one of the first to appear near the beginning of the dream as were Nigel and Noel from Rockhampton. Jim from Bundaberg featured near the end but these few names only represent some of the men I know who have these qualities. Another man who springs to mind is Frank, not me but another Frank described by others as 'the gentleman of Bundamba railway station' or 'the elder statesman at Bundamba station - his quality was and still is certainly felt by myself and others. There are other men who didn't feature in the dream and I haven't named but certainly have this quality - some of you reading this will know who you are. I woke up this morning with a strong feeling of appreciation for these men, and the reflections they have provided for me over the years. They reflect to me the qualities of a true man, qualities that matter, qualities that make a difference..!!
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I am sitting on a flat grass covered playing field and nearby there are groups of people playing hockey. I seem to be in the middle with players on both sides playing separate games. There is a lot of activity and I am just sitting observing what is happening around me.
I am aware that this is a somewhat dangerous place as hockey balls could come flying at me from any direction at any time and I almost need eyes in the back of my head to watch every game simultaneously. I am also aware that hockey balls are hard and when hit with force they travel fast and hurt if they hit you. A woman hits a ball and it comes straight for me, but without thinking or even looking at it I put out my hand and grab the ball in mid-air. I throw it back to her and again she hits the ball straight at me. Again I grab it without fear or thought but this time I keep it and say to her "if you want it back you have to come and get it". It was obvious she was toying with me and her actions were trying to scare me - I was not going to play that game! Then from another angle another hockey ball comes flying in my direction but again I put up my hand and stop it. The ball just hits my hand, stops dead, and falls to the ground. It does not hurt my hand and it does not even feel like it touches my hand. From another angle, this time along the ground, a hockey ball approaches at speed and this time I block it with my foot. This continues for a while, hockey balls approaching at speed from various angles, and all blocked by my hands or feet, without thinking about it or even looking in the direction they are coming from. When I woke up I felt like Neo from The Matrix, dodging and blocking bullets as they are fired at him. It felt like a message about being responsive to whatever is thrown at me, no matter what angle it comes from, just trusting that it can be stopped easily. You don't have to think about it, just feel what is coming and act accordingly. I am in a room with Victoria, we are at one side of a table, and there is a third person in the room standing on the opposite side. I don't know who this person is, but it is a man and he feels threatening either towards Victoria or both of us. He isn't saying or doing anything yet, he is just there as a presence, but he has a very evil or threatening feel. I have a sense that I have been very powerful in the past, but this power has not been used recently, and I have not supported myself to keep it active. In my left hand I have something like a glass of orange juice which I am either drinking to restore my power, or drinking it after doing something else to restore my power. Either way, I have a sense that I have now regained my lost power. The third person in the room makes some gesture of a threatening nature and my right arm is suddenly able to stretch out or extend far beyond its normal length to reach across the room, grab him by the throat. A bit like 'Elastigirl' from the Disney movie 'The Incredibles'. I hold him firmly against the wall with my long arm thereby stopping the threat. I woke up immediately after the dream and found my right arm stretched straight out to the side of the bed with my hand in the position as if I was grabbing the evil entity. Likewise my left hand had the fingers and thumb gently curved as if holding the glass.
Dreams....if I think about every dream I have ever had, and can remember, they can be both scary and absolutely fascinating. As a young child I frequently had a dream where I would walk around a corner and find a lion. No matter what I did I could never yell out for help - my voice simply wouldn't work. This dream happened time and time again but at some point it just stopped happening.
In a recent dream I was in London Airport and saw a person I thought I knew. I asked him if he was from Australia - he said yes. I asked him if he was from Queensland - he said yes. I asked him if he lived in Ipswich - he said yes. I asked him if he went to school in Ipswich - he said yes. I asked him if his name was Steven Vogler - he said yes, and he then replied "Ah...I remember you too". When I woke up I wondered why I had this dream about a person I knew from school who I have not seen or even thought of for decades. I then tried to track him down but without success. My feeling is that the dream wasn't specifically about this particular person, but about re-connecting with people in general that I have not been in contact with for a long time. I know that dreams aren't just for entertainment, or something that is playing on our minds before going to bed - dreams are meant to show us something, although it isn't always clear to me exactly what that is. |
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