I was just vacuuming my place and then all of a sudden it felt like déjà vu , I stopped , felt for a second with my … I don’t exactly know what to call it , intuition? Then out of no where like a brilliant idea, I remember my dream. Although I felt like when I was writing my dream down in the morning it was only a very small piece, it seemed to be the exact piece I needed in order to realize what I needed to in my waking life. I deciphered one of my dreams and it was exact. Earlier in the day when I came home I had accidentally knocked down my pencil case full of all sorts of different colors, markers , pencil shavings etc. all over the floor it goes along with a barrage of other things in my apartment at various locations. I needed to clean. Then my furry companion Buddha and I were sharing some love, in his little kitty craze he knocked over the ash tray, adding to the pre-existing mess. So I asked my mother to borrow her vacuum, since I couldn’t just pick everything up, mind you we also have three other animals. After picking everything up and vacuuming half the apartment it all hits me! I was literally living my dream out only I had a few details mistaken. Understandably, because we try to know everything an label it all, I got a few mixed up, instead of different coloured vegetables it was pencil crayons, the steam I thought was coming from the food was actually coming from the shower I had running and my girlfriend was cooking at the exact same time. Easy to see how some of the details were in the wrong place , still correct but not exactly the right interpretation. Fascinating , but only the tip of the ice burg. I have been practicing and trying my hardest to be able to remember my entire dreams. Slowly I am starting to contemplate on a thought. What if our dreams don’t only show us the days, stresses and wants, what if our dreams show us our entire days, and lives! If only we knew how to decode them. Which apparently means to decode ourselves ( as I am noticing this is exactly what mediums, and anything else of the sort ,are really doing). We really all do live in a different world and at night this comes to life. What if the two are tied together so harmoniously that we have failed to realize the reality of both an instead have decided to focus on the one with the quickest sensual gratification. Pleasuring the lowest of our desires, that of the material, maybe it isnt all bad? Maybe the yin and yang is talking about this balance. In order to lead a truly rewarding life and have lived a thousand life times. All in a nights sleep , the wisdom we could salvage, how wise we could be in all our experiences…. I wonder what power lay there from the shadows knowing but not empowering such creative thought process and capabilities. Makes you wonder
Ps. During the day I was talking with a co-worker Amy about my dream, I mentioned the road and that the one we were walking on reminded me of it. Then I started to describe what different colors mean since the ones in my dream were of significance. Then the pieces all came together later.