Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. 
Anais Nin

Most of us are now aware that our dreams, whether we choose to remember them or not, are talking with us through our subconscious mind and at times even the collective Mind.  They give us advice, show us (sometimes quite dramatically) what we need to confront in order to get back on the right personal path, and they suggest solutions to puzzling situations.  The collective Mind may even forewarn us of external worldly events if we are wired to that connection in our sleeping state.   I know many in my personal environment (including myself) who experienced a “911″ sleeping premonition in the week before that tragedy.  My Native American friend saw “two destructive towering clouds or smoke signals” in keeping with her cultural experience. A gentleman I know who is in the military dreamed of “two eagles falling from the sky and growing beastly.”  For me, it was “planes crashing in the East.”  Our dreams allow us to experience things most of us think we could never do in our conscious world such as flying or visiting pleasantly with a departed loved one or winning the Nobel Prize or falling off a steep cliff and surviving.  

It has pretty much always been my perception that our dreams activate that part of us that knows that at one time in our distant past, we were able to fly, we were able to speak telepathically with Spirit quite naturally, communicate with animals on our planet big and small, and we knew ourselves as almost immortal.  We were also able to see our situations more clearly and objectively and handle them with a Spiritual understanding we seem to have relegated to the subconscious mind over millenia.  Frightful dreams seem to me to symbolize just how disconnected we have become from what was at one time a perfectly natural Being, and we began to fear the “unknown.”  

I often use my conscious daily life as though it was the dream instead.  I will walk the talk of the dream mind and ponder an unusually eventful day by symbolizing all who were involved or objects given/taken as unaware Spiritual messengers.  For example, one day as I was sitting in my van enjoying my lunch on a beautiful spring day, a man suddenly appeared on a nearby street corner and began to walk back and forth in a very limited but quite orchestrated pattern.  Every time he would turn to walk back in his self-limiting space, he would give a specific hand gesture then clap his hands, jump two times, and then shout “Jesus is Christ!”  It seemed obvious to me that the man was mentally challenged.  This pattern went on for at least 30 minutes as I watched in fascination; he never once veered from his walk-turn-clap-jump-Jesus routine.  When I returned to my place of employ, I mentioned this man and his routine to a coworker.  She said something that rather shocked me; “People like that should be locked up or shot.”  It was unbelievable to me that she would react in so cruel and harsh demeanor over an obviously harmless man. 

I later viewed this event as though I had dreamed it.  The man became for me a symbol of limitations I was placing on myself in certain life situations.  The harsh statement made by a woman who happened to be disliked by many coworkers became for me a symbol of separation through fear, and the ”Jesus is Christ” was for me a symbol of integration through Christ consciousness/Spirit.  Putting these symbolically into a sort of waking dream and reviewing what had lately been taking place at that time in my personal sphere, I came to understand that I was being called upon, at a time in my life when I was undergoing immense changes in life with family deaths, moving to a new state, and coming to terms with an entirely new life, that I needed to examine the limitations I was placing on myself and begin to allow myself to expand and explore my new situation, embrace it, and integrate it all on a deeper Spiritual level.   I realized that I needed to view the changes I was experiencing as doors to be opened and new ground to be explored and not feared.  I was reminded to trust Spirit/Christ consciousness and to give it the reins.   A positive thing happened that day despite the illusion that it was presented in the form of a “mentally challenged” man and a fearfully harsh coworker.

I would encourage anyone to try this sometime.  From my perspective, our dreams are the “Truth” and our conscious life the illusion anyway.  When conscious life is seen as the illusion, it can be fascinating to unfold self-discovery through that lens.

Just a thought…