My
E V E R Y T H I N G
Dream
| I
am a large grub-like creature, unmoving and unconscious. I begin to twitch, and
then to move, wiggling about, slowly. Gaining strength and
alertness, I bump into and nudge other grubs lying inert around me.
They go through the same awakening process as I have. As we
together stretch and move we eventually stand
upright, and morph into human clowns. We spontaneously and joyfully
come together dancing, with intricate footwork and choreography, even acrobatics.
A
large flat-bed wagon rolls down the road before us, and we all climb
aboard. On the trailer, are staff members of the mental health clinic. [At the time of the dream in 'real' life, I have recently lost my job as a group counselor for standing up for what I think is right in support of one of the group participants]. At first the staff aboard the band-wagon appreciates our vitality, but they begin dampening our enthusiasm, joy, and energy, encouraging and enforcing me to relate with my 'friends' as 'clients' and 'patients' as 'helping professionals' are hired to do. I become tense, stilted, and soooo tired that I no longer can stand. The road has become very rough and hitting a bump, I roll off the bandwagon onto the road. I lie there alone, sad and exhausted. Eventually I crawl to the edge and slowly pull myself up a grassy slope. At the top, I sit under a tree, straining to pray and meditate. I cry for help from Jesus, begging him to appear again to me as he had several years before at another difficult time in my life. After many minutes with no result, I give up ... and open my eyes. Before me is a full-color
panoramic view, spread out below and around me. To my
right is a complete modern city, with tall gray skyscrapers, smog and concrete, congested
traffic and The main street leads to my left out of the city and onto a bridge upon which the concrete highway becomes a dirt road to a path leading through a beautiful green meadow and forest. The sun shines brightly here, the air clean and clear. Grass, wild flowers, blue skies with many different critters abounding. A loud and deep, thundering, melodic voice reverberates through the entire scene, both left and right, before and behind me, with one drawn out word .......
E V E R Y
T H I N
G
I awaken. |
| What
I continue to draw from this dream experience is that there is
absolutely nothing in form and existence that is not exactly what I need each moment to know and experience. "Christ" is increasingly becoming E v e r y t h i n g to me. The Person and form of Yeshua is one part of this Holy Spirit and I am, like he has, to find and see this Christ in everything as he does. Even in that which is both unpleasant as well as unpleasant; what I might have formally judged 'good' or 'bad'. In Him, it is all the same, serving the one purpose, finding again the real world hidden in what appears, until I am HOME. In a very realistic, down-to-earth way, I now can relax and be more tolerant, acceptant of everything that happens to fall out around me, everything having it's opportunity, lesson and gift. At the time I had this dream, over thirty-five years ago now, few of the dire events depicted in the Everything graphic were occurring, at least to the extent and frequency they now are. The same message continues to sound, regardless of what occurs in the present and will in the 'future', even as the unimaginable, apparently tragic and painful events we hear of daily or unfold in our own personal experience. Everything, even these apparent calamities, can serve to help us search and find what is 'beyond the door', that/who we really love; in reality, WHO we really are. All things and events, I now believe, that appear before us and outside us actually are at root, elements of our own dream making, much like those we create as we sleep, all aspects and projections of ourselves. Learning to face, forgive and love all circumstances in that Spirit which we have found or has found us is what E V E R Y T H I N G is about. ... To awaken, with an Awareness and Knowing beyond even normal waking consciousness, and to stay aware with spiritual vision, no matter where and when we find ourselves. Even what we have considered our self, our individuality, is not really what it appears to be, but part of the dream 'we', the One Prodigal Son is having. Through forgiveness of ourselves, others and the entirety of the world experience, we develop vision and capabilities which make every thing look VERY different to us, seeing and hearing what we did not see and hear before, able to do what we could not before. In this growth, we lose nothing of value whatsoever, regaining E V E R Y T H I N G, now seen in a new light, and what we could never have conceived or dreamed possible. The rainbow appears between what we formally saw as bad and good, the dark, and the light ... the promised bridge between the storm and the bright day. Everything is custom-tailored each instant, bringing us back to total awareness of being Home in the Living One, wherever, or whenever we happen to appear. This is how I increasingly see everything. Jerry B |
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