Sunday, July 8, 2012

Another Beating

I had a dream last night which I can't remember what was said, but I remember the feeling when I woke up: like I had been trying to say something to a monster but the more I said, the more enraged it became.  I remember feeling the things I was saying was Truth and it didn't like that at all.  I woke up, turned to my wife, said "I had a bad dream", hugged her arm and fell back asleep.

I was five years old last night, and my Little Me was being slaughtered again by my mother.

5 comments:

  1. Yes, indeed. Funny how these memories surface....and how well you're picking up on Manifest and Latent in your dreams-they're "talking" to you left and right here, LSV!
    TW

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  2. The next time you have one of those dreams, even when it's a daydream, take a few moments and remember that little face in your dream and talk to it like you were the wise man sent from the future. Tell that little face how much he's truly loved and to trust his instincts.

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  3. The next time you have one of those dreams, even if it's a daydream, take a few moments and picture that little face of yours from the past. Speak to it like the wise man of the future and give that little boy the comfort he's looking for. It's your dream, it's your head, don't let your mother win in your own dream. This helped me a lot.....taking control over your own emotions.

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