I was always a prolific dreamer even as a child. As an adult I started having prophetic dreams. At one particular stage of my life the dreams turned into nightmares and were often a precursor to the death of someone I loved or of something horrible happening to someone I cared for. Over a period of one year I lost four people that I was close to. I was scared of going to sleep and developed insomnia. My dreams came true so often that my partner also found them unnerving. It was a very difficult and confusing time. I was constantly playing catch up with my grief as each death occurred.
That’s when the blind dreams started. I wasn’t blind in the usual sense. I was blinded by light. The dreams were about normal everyday events like driving a car, going grocery shopping or being at work. Suddenly I would experience a blinding light inside my eyes that forced me to shut them. I would struggle to open my eyes but even when I did manage to force them open for a split second the light was so blinding I would end up on my knees, totally disabled. A feeling of panic would overwhelm me and wake me up. This continued approximately three times a month for two years.
One night I went to bed as usual and had the most amazing dream. At the time we lived in an apartment at Manly Beach overlooking Sydney Harbour. In my dream I got out of bed and flew out of the little stained glass skylight in our bedroom and headed for the harbour.
It was daytime in the dream, a beautiful sunny day. I soared over Sydney Harbour marvelling at how awesome it was to fly and wondering why I’d never done it before. It was so liberating and so much fun. I raced the Manly ferry making its way to Circular Quay and declared myself the winner. Over the Opera House I went, and spiralled around to make the journey back to Manly.
The ocean was so incredibly beautiful, sparkling with light. Then I noticed something that filled me with the most intense fear I have ever experienced. A dark patch in the water, that I somehow knew was pure evil. The fear caused me to falter, I lost my confidence and started to fall. I was scared I would plummet into the malevolence below and get sucked under.
Then I remembered – all I had to do was send light from my eyes into the murky darkness and it would dissolve the evil. Yep, just like a superhero! So that’s what I did, I turned my eyes on high beam, aimed them at the evil and it dissolved. I was so exhilarated I flew all over the harbour looking for more evil to dissolve. When I finished, I flew back into the bedroom through the little stained glass skylight, climbed into bed, checked the time on my nightstand and went back to sleep.
I slept for twelve hours and woke up the next afternoon feeling happy for the first time in a very long time. I’ve never had a blind dream since or a prophetic nightmare and the insomnia disappeared too. In hindsight I probably should have sought grief counselling but it just never occurred to me at the time. Somehow my psyche found a way to heal the nightmares and insomnia anyway.
Healing can come when you least expect it and in a manner that you would never foresee. Don’t give up hope if you are seeking healing, it could be just a dream away!
May all beings be blessed with beautiful dreams!
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