10-10-2015, 02:34 PM
For anyone who reads Jim's blog, I came here to comment that I had a dream two days ago that was almost identical to the one he talks about today. Here's his dream and interpretation:
In my dream, I was driving an actual bus, my husband was the only one inside with me. We were trying to get the bus on to the highway but had to cross a small wooden bridge. We had to make a 90 degree left turn onto this bridge, which I attempted slowly, but in my dream, it wasn't long before the bus tipped off the bridge onto its right side. I felt it start to tip so I just let it happen. It was sort of slow-motion and my husband and I quickly escaped without a scratch or struggle. So, it was very identical, except that I fell off the bridge, heavy on the right side I guess. I can get behind most of it; seeing the left turn as the politically compassionate course wouldn't be how I would interpret it by default, as I see myself more as apolitical. Anyway. I just had to share somewhere because it was so eerily similar, but in my dream, I let 'the accident happen.'
I have a lot of bus dreams, actually - driving across the highway in a big bus, sitting up high on the road. They've been more common since my anxiety ridden moving trip across the country, and I guess it's accurate as I moved up to a 7,000ft elevation.
Quote:I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. In my dream this morning I was driving a huge dump truck to help get kids to school. I had never driven one before and when I came to cross a small bridge and turn left onto the highway I felt like I was 50 ft. in the air and could hardly see down to make the turn. The truck began to tip over, but I got it straightened up and made the turn. I didn't have any kids on board, so I didn't know how I was helping them.
The truck, or any drivable vehicle, is always my life or the means by which I navigate through my life. I am driving on a small road or driveway that enters the larger road---my personal life blending in with the larger society which is the school in this dream. I feel like I am very high in the air with a wider perspective from the spiritual point of view. I turn left which is the more passionate point of view politically, the one with heart. I nearly tip over because it is hard to keep ones balance in the third density world when you don't fit in easily with the culture or society. The kids I am helping are very likely different ages and stages of myself as I matured in the life which accounts for only me being in the truck. A dump truck of this size can also carry quite a big load of life experiences, but since the bed was empty it suggests potential life experiences. My subconscious mind seems to be giving me another view of myself and thus support of my journey through this life.
In my dream, I was driving an actual bus, my husband was the only one inside with me. We were trying to get the bus on to the highway but had to cross a small wooden bridge. We had to make a 90 degree left turn onto this bridge, which I attempted slowly, but in my dream, it wasn't long before the bus tipped off the bridge onto its right side. I felt it start to tip so I just let it happen. It was sort of slow-motion and my husband and I quickly escaped without a scratch or struggle. So, it was very identical, except that I fell off the bridge, heavy on the right side I guess. I can get behind most of it; seeing the left turn as the politically compassionate course wouldn't be how I would interpret it by default, as I see myself more as apolitical. Anyway. I just had to share somewhere because it was so eerily similar, but in my dream, I let 'the accident happen.'
I have a lot of bus dreams, actually - driving across the highway in a big bus, sitting up high on the road. They've been more common since my anxiety ridden moving trip across the country, and I guess it's accurate as I moved up to a 7,000ft elevation.
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