Day Dreams and Night Dreams
A Dream may be that wonderful idea you treasure and long to fulfill, or it may be an awakening in the middle of sleep that impels you to. seek and ponder for meaning.
I have had dreams that I recorded upon awakening, and without looking at what I wrote, I can still see many decades later. The feelings and theme of each of these lucid dreams is so strong I can replay each of them with the same emotional excitement I felt during first dreaming. One was of a farmhouse with seven bedrooms and three kitchens, each room incredibly detailed. In one of the seven bedrooms were seven babies. When I peeked in, each, in turn, began to open their eyes. Their eyes were bluer than the bluest sky I have ever seen. I remember asking in the middle of sleep, in the middle of the dream, “what does that mean”? The word that popped up was “gift” Each baby represented a new gift. I wrote it down in a black-and-white composition book like I had used in school years before.
A year later I was giving a workshop on psychic development. There were about 15 women in the room. One woman asked what dreams meant. As each one spoke of a dream, we talked about its possible meaning, and how to identify what we can learn from the experience.
I asked how she was feeling while in the dream. Did anything she observed possibly show her some recurring elements from her daily life? We continued to consider symbols and what she believes may be useful in the dream if applied to her daily life.
Everyone’s dreams need to be interpreted by themselves. If it resonates with their soul or not, it won’t matter what anyone else thinks of it. When it came to my turn I used the dream of the farmhouse. I gave all the details of the view of every room. For instance, each kitchen held a different purpose, one was for general cooking, another for only baking and another was for storage, not only a pantry, it held extra linens, tables, and chairs. One woman looked at me, her eyes got bigger by the moment. When I finished she blurted “I just bought that house”. While we all were startled, we started sorting out why I had that dream. I felt it was predictive for another person who I did not meet until that workshop, it could also be a prediction of gifts that have been unfolding in my life over the years. It could also mean that I would be doing a study on newborn babies. In 2014 the research I did on special needs children was published. The background research I had read was on the finding of petrochemicals found in the cord blood of newborn babies. According to the scientists who have done that study, the petrochemicals pass through the mother’s placenta and lodge in the neural tube in the first trimester. This creates a series of possible neurological problems encountered sometime after their birth. Were the babies in my dream asking for help? I have kept that in mind ever since. When Young Living came out with a Seedlings line of products for infants I was thrilled. It is something I believe would be a blessing for all newborns and infants. Safe, effective and gentle, it is the first gift I send to my friends and my family when they become parents of a new soul on earth.
If you have a dream and you don’t know its meaning, please write down everything you remember about it right away or voice record it. It can be important to know how you felt during the dream. Some repetitive dreams are about unresolved issues. While symbols in our dreams can mean just what you read online, it can also be very different since you are not everyone else. Keep a journal of your dreams and watch the magic.
Daydreams can be fascinating. Did you ever ask yourself where they come from? I don’t have the answer for anybody except for myself. I believe they come from my soul which is guided by the Creator of all life. If I listen carefully and believe that, then it has significance. How about writing down your own daydreams and seeing which ones excites your life, and fill you with hope for your own future.
Night dreams and day dreams can be your soul speaking love to you.
Note: I’ve named the drawing above “Dreaming”. After I finished painting her, the image reminded me of when I was a little girl looking deeply into a leaf on a hedge and wondering about its life. She is the leaf, alive with dreams.
I love this illustration Nancy, another awesome skill you have as an illustrator.
As an adolescent & young adult, I had the same dream many times. So fascinating that my feelings & body responded to the events of the dream
I have very intense dreams at times. I feel the wind, and smell and it’s all very real. It is also strange with details and so much so that I can’t remember but a small part of them. Then, at times and possibly days later I recall parts of my dreams. Can you give me some insight on how to capture more of my dream experiences? Thank you.
This gift of spirituality. It’s just too much. I cannot lose my sense of awe struck. I always have known God and I have always prayed to learn more and to understand and to love. Like you, my mind functions on logic and reasoning in the real world. I spent my whole life wondering about my spirituality. Thankfully In today’s world we can access very valuable specific information easily. I am very grateful to see clearly thanks to people like Nancy who share their gift and life experiences. “Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run there’s still time to change the road you’re on.” It’s like we either respect God’s creation and choose to love one another or not. Don’t be fooled. Nancy has likely been helping people in our world literally for an eternity. She’s an angel. Choose love.
I have a daydream about skydiving. I long to experience it at least once before I graduate from earth. I think of it every time I hear the song “Learning To Fly” by Pink Floyd. “Can’t keep my eyes from the circling sky…Tongue-tied, twisted, just an earth-bound misfit…I”.
I have regular dreams usually of the same mundane subject matter-familys small farm, the feed store i worked at and loved when in my 20s, and then ive had lucid deams in which i was in “control” of what i did and chose to experience in the dream, but then i have also had a few dreams of my X who passed from a brain aneurysm in 2005. Those dreams are more REAL than anything ive ever encountered while asleep. The first one occured within the week of his death. He appeared to me at the campground we never actually made time to camp at. He was smiling and happy and just said, “Im fine, dont worry about me”…and that was the end of that dream. I had another one where we were laying in a field of grass, the sky was golden and glowing, like at sunset, but i dont remember seeing the sun there. He was happy and so was I. I felt like i used to when we were together. I woke up crying the dream was over and i was “back here” in this realm again…i felt guilty as i have since remarried. These dreams are SO real, i think maybe theyre not dreams, rather, its 2 souls connecting in another realm, a realm that i can only reach in sleep, when I’ve detached from this slow, physical one…sigh.