Two Healing Dreams

I have been in the habit of watching late night TV after my work shifts but have noticed the past few nights, I've been more tired than usual. Last night, just after midnight, I decided to turn in early and was rewarded for this by two healing dreams.

Most of my dreams in the past year have been far from pleasant and so this is a pleasant shift in visual imagery from many of the others.

In the first dream I was a child in a large playground and across the lot I could see a young, blond girl who I once knew in my youth and to whom I was attracted but in the dream I was too shy to go over and talk to her.

There was a thin rail, not a fence but more like one of those skateboarders rails which went all the way across the playground and I began walking along it. I was thinking "I am too old to do this", as I was also me and my own age at the same time.

I was wearing sneakers in the dream, very lightweight, white low rise ones and was able to balance all the way across the field toward the young girl who stood waiting. I was surprised that I didn't fall off and more surprised that I didn't have to initiate any conversation as we were suddenly talking in the most natural way.

After a bit, I saw a 6 or 7 year old Kadir who seemed to be not my son, but my younger brother. He was standing at the other end of the rail watching us.

I asked the girl to invite him over, as I thought he might not come if I did. She called to him, and he too hopped up on the rail and balanced over. By the time he arrived, he had become a playful cute young puppy who stood up and put his paws on my leg so that I could pet him.

In a second dream I seem to be involved in a pursuit. I was a knight but had no armour, and was being chased by more knights who then morphed into modern day soldiers in full battle dress.

I and two others with me jumped into a compact yellow sports vehicle with black trim and tried to speed away but the car was trapped from behind in some sort of mechanical jaws that began to crush and eat the metal, threatening to crush us with it. I saw that if I didn’t open the door now, I would not be able to and so I got out just in the nick of time and raised my hands in surrender.

The two others in the car were doing the same thing on the opposite side, where it seems the pursuers had also gathered. I was alone on my side of the car. Where the car had been there was now a kind of covered open space into which a young woman whirled like a dervish.

Her hair was short, curly and reddish brown, she was very pretty and she was wearing a rust-colored costume on the breast of which was emblazoned a swirling sun-like crest. She spun face to face with me and put her upraised palms against the palms of my surrendering hands in a kind of salute.

Then to her left, a young blond haired girl of maybe 8 years old appeared and the two of them began to dance for me, bringing me to tears. I felt like my heart was breaking with joy and sadness at the same time. After all, I was expecting to be shot!

This morning, in the aftermath of these positive dream images, I am feeling full of life and energy.