Elena MoskaliovaI’ve been doing a lot of vivid dreaming lately — I have been for a year or two. I love the madness, the depth, emotions, and the unpredictable story lines that have been popping up. Now and then there is a nightmare, payment, I suppose, for the magic of the mind, of the next dimension.
This is a reprint of a blog I wrote back in 2021 about dreaming, and my thoughts about the messages behind the ones I can remember.
Don’t be afraid to dream. The most wonderful people come to visit you through them.
Dreams
This blog is dedicated to my close friend Robin who lost both of her parents a little over a year ago.
Last night I had a dream.
I had spent the day with my mom at her house. I don’t know exactly what we were doing — cleaning, my guess. And talking.
I was in the living room watching TV, and I yelled into the kitchen, “Where’s dad? I haven’t seen him all day.”
“He was sleeping in there — you must have missed him,” she replied. Then a deeper voice answered. “I’m right here.”
So I went into the softly lit kitchen and there they were, my mom and dad, sitting at a small kitchen table. There were wood scraps on the table; my dad was a carpenter all his life, and was always working on something.
I remember coming and kneeling next to him. Something didn’t feel quite right. Like neither one of them was supposed to be there.
I had a thought in the back of my mind.
“What’s it like over there?” I asked.
My dad smiled and nodded but said nothing. So I continued.
“Is it beautiful? Eternal? Spiritual?”
“Yes it is,” he said, smiling.
I lost my mother 49 years ago, my dad 15. Yet I still dream of both of them.
I don’t care what psychologists and scientists and textbooks say about the origin of dreams. It’s the one world man really doesn’t fully understand.
And I believe dreams are a portal. A connection.
Our only connection.
Dreams hold our fears and experiences, along with our passions and imaginations. Those points in our life never leave us. And even if you say you don’t dream, you do. You just don’t remember them. They are a way to remind us who we are. How we got here.
Dreams are our connection to those who have gone before us, proof that all is well.
In this world and the next.
Humoring the Goddess 
Dreams can be so real. Some of the dreams I had when I was a child, I can still remember, some of the other dreams I had as an adult, they too I remember. Not many ofcourse but some. I just can’t get them out of my mind.
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They say dreams are ways of working out daily problems. Solutions to unanswered questions. I honestly can say I don’t have too many unanswered questions in my life — and most of the time I don’t care about their “meanings.” Like so many other experiences, they are what they are. If you can glean a positive message from them, a positive feeling, that’s even better. I don’t dream about the son I lost a year and a half ago very much — maybe that’s my mind blocking the trauma out. But the few times I have seen or talked to him he was little (or younger), and I cherish those dreams.
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Scientists are trying to find a reason for what we dream, but my dreams are sometimes so stupid they are unforgettable, I can’t get them out of my mind. But usually I don’t remember my dreams however I know I did dream.
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Heh! Not stupid — magical!
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I hope so. lol
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So interesting, I used to love dreams, and connecting with those now gone, but somewhere along the way I became afraid of them, and now I avoid them the best I can.
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I seem to dream a lot about work, even though I’ve been retired for three years. I’m always at work, waiting for them to realize I’m still there, debating whether I should quit or wait for them to finally fire me — all kinds of nonsense. I’m sorry your dreams spooked you out so much that you try to avoid them. I’m sure stress/trauma/self doubt is all a part of it. I know I am bombarded by those things, too. Somehow I have learned to let the nightmares come and go, and prep myself before I sleep to have some positive ones where I have more control.
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This dream sounds like it was comforting to you.
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It was. I dream about my parents a lot — along with old bosses, friends from childhood — who knows what prompts these people to show up in my dreams. Like I said, sometimes the dreams are disturbing — that is probably par for the course. But most times they are active and the people I see come in and out in almost a flash. How about you? Are dreams positive for you?
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Yes, largely. Sometimes my dream involves performing a job or other task and having many set-backs and interruptions. Those dreams are not positive. But I seem not to have dreams of scary stuff.
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That sounds so me, too. Wandering through corridors and huge warehouses and sometimes hallways full of doors and down street after street trying to get where I’m going. Sounds like you and I have no idea where we’re going — ha!
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