I love when I remember my dreams. A recent dream was very comforting and I thought I would post the details and what I got from that dream.
I found myself in a very large clean building that housed some lecture and social halls and also some people I perceived as very wise Deans. I wandered around the building and observed a few gatherings of people and some of the Deans who had monkeys walking beside them. I believed they were helper monkeys. A monkey would sometimes screech at the wise Dean and in turn the Dean would talk back to the monkey in the same screech language. They were not disrespectful of each other they just knew the same monkey language. There were two male Deans and one female Dean. I had great respect for them as they seemed very spiritual and very wise.
As I went through this very large clean building I came upon a kind of waiting room with wingback chairs and a few end tables. I was speaking with someone who looked familiar but I could not place where I knew her from. She had a small box of cookies she was reading from and showed me what was written on the box. It read, "A Recipe For Life". She explained to me that it was nice that that was written on the box but felt it would be good to apply it to ones life. We all need to figure out for ourselves what is the recipe for ourselves to live our lives to the fullest. The decisions we make for ourselves are very important and while we are helped along the way to make decisions we have to hold on to some that are very personal. Spirituality is one important choice. I had a great deal of trouble when I decided very young the Catholic faith was not for me.
I am no expert of dream interpretation but this is the message that I took from this dream. This Blog in turn is part of the recipe I am writing for myself. A healing process. Even to this day as I grow there are many who could never believe that I experienced sexual molestation. I can not be the person they want me to be. The experiences I had changed me forever and I have to live "as me".
We need to take all the different messages we get from our dreams or the people who cross our path in order to build and create our own Recipe For Life. Borrow a few good traits from the people we cross paths with and remember the many good things that our healthier family members have brought to our lives.
I always remember one important lesson from my parents. They taught me to have empathy for people who for what ever reason "just don't get it". There are some very overwhelming situations that some just can not wrap their mind around. It is just too unbelievable and they feel their mind would just snap.
My mother taught me to have empathy for my mother.
I found myself in a very large clean building that housed some lecture and social halls and also some people I perceived as very wise Deans. I wandered around the building and observed a few gatherings of people and some of the Deans who had monkeys walking beside them. I believed they were helper monkeys. A monkey would sometimes screech at the wise Dean and in turn the Dean would talk back to the monkey in the same screech language. They were not disrespectful of each other they just knew the same monkey language. There were two male Deans and one female Dean. I had great respect for them as they seemed very spiritual and very wise.
As I went through this very large clean building I came upon a kind of waiting room with wingback chairs and a few end tables. I was speaking with someone who looked familiar but I could not place where I knew her from. She had a small box of cookies she was reading from and showed me what was written on the box. It read, "A Recipe For Life". She explained to me that it was nice that that was written on the box but felt it would be good to apply it to ones life. We all need to figure out for ourselves what is the recipe for ourselves to live our lives to the fullest. The decisions we make for ourselves are very important and while we are helped along the way to make decisions we have to hold on to some that are very personal. Spirituality is one important choice. I had a great deal of trouble when I decided very young the Catholic faith was not for me.
I am no expert of dream interpretation but this is the message that I took from this dream. This Blog in turn is part of the recipe I am writing for myself. A healing process. Even to this day as I grow there are many who could never believe that I experienced sexual molestation. I can not be the person they want me to be. The experiences I had changed me forever and I have to live "as me".
We need to take all the different messages we get from our dreams or the people who cross our path in order to build and create our own Recipe For Life. Borrow a few good traits from the people we cross paths with and remember the many good things that our healthier family members have brought to our lives.
I always remember one important lesson from my parents. They taught me to have empathy for people who for what ever reason "just don't get it". There are some very overwhelming situations that some just can not wrap their mind around. It is just too unbelievable and they feel their mind would just snap.
My mother taught me to have empathy for my mother.
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