Recently I had a conversation regarding dreams. Well, actually, I seem to have these often. I am a firm believer in dreams. First, to clarify, I am talking about the dreams people have while sleeping, not the dreams, aspirations and goals for out lives. We need the latter to move forward in life. I require the former to feel like a complete individual.
Many people have told me that they do not dream at night. This is actually a rarity. People dream. It’s just that most people
do not remember their dreams and therefore are led to believe they do not dream at all. I do remember my dreams, vividly. In fact, I am still trying to get last night’s dreams out of my remembrance. I can still remember the dream I had Spring 2001 which led to my first book, Through God’s Mercy. I can remember the feelings, the imagery and even the smells.
As a young girl, I remember being laughed at and ridiculed because of my dreams. I seemed to have foretelling dreams and would speak of them. With the torment I received, I quickly learned to not speak of them and went further to bury that part of my being. It is only in the last couple decades that I have dared to embrace my dreams and even experiment with lucid dreaming. I research things such as herbs, which can help me have more powerful dreams and visions. Recently, my premonition dreams have returned.
I am not writing this post to advise people how to grow deeper in tune with their dream life, but will tell you what has worked for me. Neither do I desire to give details as to how to accomplish having the sort of dreams I have. This post is a way for me to attempt to spell out to the world, well, my followers, intimate details of one of my gifts – dreams and visions.
Starting with that dream I had in 2001, I have had many more dreams that have been, are being, or will be transformed into stories for publishing. My dreams have become a part of me and my life. My dreams, especially when I have to take my vertigo medication, are pretty far out there. Sometimes this can be scary. I don’t even try to analyze these dreams. They are not for analyzing. I think one of the reasons I have the gift of dreaming is for the writer that I am.
Yes, I do have dreams that I will need to sit and ponder for a while to ‘analyze’. These are more of a vision dream. I have these in those moments between sleeping and waking. Sometimes they are messages just for me. Other times they are specific to a person and I forward the message along. Other times, the message is for the world. I can only follow what I am led to do.
The person I was speaking to the other day commented that it must be terrifying to dream the way I do and be able to remember. I had to explain, that it is actually a gift and one that I would never desire to lose.
The beginning of June, I had surgery on my right ear for some relief from Meniere’s Disease which I have been fighting since November 2004. The first few days after surgery are still pretty fuzzy. After the effects of the surgical drugs really began falling away, I noticed one thing very quickly – my dreams were gone. I felt horror at this concept.
It would be weeks before I would have my precious gift restored. My doctor explained it was a side effect of the surgery. I felt like I was dying every morning when I would awaken without dreams still in view.
To help others try to understand how I felt during these long weeks, I liken it to an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. Season four aired an episode called The Loss. In this episode, Ship’s Counselor Deanna Troi lost her empathic abilities. I rewatched this episode yesterday and everything she felt and said, explained me last June. It was as if I suddenly lost my vision. Life seemed flat and people seemed to be as paper dolls I once played with as a child. I was scared.
Looking back on my life during the time I blocked my dreams, I do not recall how I felt. Now that I have reopened myself to them and fully embrace all they have for me, I feel complete and as if things are the way they have always been and have always been meant to be.
If dreams are one of your gifts, do not fear them. Embrace them. Explore them. Learn from them. Be fulfilled. If dreams are not one of your gifts. Do not feel slighted. Find the gifts that are yours and embrace them. We each have our own uniqueness and when we come together as empath, sensitive, etc. our gifts combine to help each of us grow as individuals and as one body of the human race.
Unfrankfully Yours, 