Many people, not just witches believe in dream interpretation. I grew up on dreaming and all the fantastic beliefs about dreams. There are beliefs in prophetic dreams, the dream world is a place, and that dreams are trying to tell us something. I have been so intrigued by my own dreams that I have read different books on the subject. My favorite book was Carl Jung’s book titled “Dreams” of course translated to English.
When I am having the most trouble with personal issues, I dream some pretty crazy dreams. I can’t seem to focus on any one thing to write about and my ideas get quite jumbled. The last couple of weeks, I have been working on some deep rooted personal issues that I was obviously about to have a mild breakthrough on and my dreams the last couple of nights couldn’t have been more blatant. What I call my higher self is that inner voice. You know, the one everyone talks about that gives you that positive or negative self-talk.
On the premise that our dreams are our mind’s way of working out problems on the subconscious level while we are asleep, we eventually come to resolutions or realizations. I have been blaming myself for some pretty bad things that have happened to me in my lifetime. Things I blamed my very soul for committing crimes in a past life to have been punished so harshly in this life as a small child who was conditioned to be a victim. I see memes on Facebook stating that all the bad things that happen to people are their own fault which strengthens that belief in me that I must have done something bad in a past life and this life is where I am being punished.
In my dream, my higher-self was showing me images and talking to me. She said, sometimes bad things happen. Look at this Gorilla. I saw a Gorilla behind the bars in a cage. She said this Gorilla was once free. She didn’t do anything to deserve the life she is living in captivity. She was free and living her life then one day she was captured and locked up, no longer free. She isn’t happy. She only dreams of freedom. She lived out the remainder of her life imprisoned in captivity. She didn’t create her prison, she didn’t do anything to deserve this. She is not being punished. Sometimes bad things happen.
I woke up and realized that I had been programmed to see life as a compilation of rewards and punishments. I believed this so deeply that I taught it to my children. When good things happen we must have done something good and when bad things happen, we must have done something bad. Believing that, I needed someone to blame for the bad things that happened to me. Sure, other people did some bad things to me but somehow, I felt I was to blame. I must have done something wrong to be abused as a small child into adulthood. I must be being punished for something I did in a past life because I didn’t do it in this one. I felt guilty for punishments that were based on no known crimes.
A one-year-old doesn’t deserve to be abused. A two-year-old doesn’t deserve to be abused. A 15-year-old doesn’t deserve to be raped, a 40-year-old either. Sometimes bad things just happen. Sometimes we develop a disease that is passed down in our genetics such as Polycystic Kidney Disease or Diabetes or sometimes cancer. It isn’t always about making ourselves sick. Wishing ourselves sick or wishing ourselves well. Sometimes people are born with Schizophrenia or Bipolar or some other form of mental illness. It is not a punishment. Sometimes bad things just happen.
A parent sometimes has children with disabilities. It is not to punish the child or the parent. Sometimes bad things just happen. Sometimes it just is. We are taught about good and bad when in reality it just is.
That is not to say that there are no consequences because anyone in their right mind can see there are consequences for our actions. But that doesn’t mean that all the good and bad things that happen are because of our own actions. If that was the case, for some simply being born is their crime. Sometimes we place blame where there is none and sometimes we don’t see things for what they really are. That is where our true suffering lives.
For me, my current lesson is learning how to judge myself from a place of love and non-judgment. Seeing myself and my life from an unbiased view. Understanding that yes, sometimes we make mistakes and have to live with the consequences and sometimes bad things just happen. The growth can be seen in how we react or respond to those bad things that happen. Giving myself a break and for the first time, I don’t think my dreams could have any more blatant and understanding of self than this week.
The biggest realization is that sometimes bad things happen and we have to mend our bodies, minds, and spirits and grow from the experience.
My next lesson seems to be that “everyone has their own agenda“. Oh, what is up with that one and what kind of dreams will I have next week because my higher-self ended my dreams this morning with that statement just before I woke up leaving me to contemplate that wild notion that good or bad, everyone has their own agenda.
Have a Blessed Weekend.
