Childhood Dreams

When I ask people about their dreams their first inclination is to tell me a dream they’ve had in the recent past.  Recent dreams are all well and good, but many times the best treasure is found in the dreams we’ve had as kids.  If you think about it, it makes a lot of sense.

Kids typically don’t have the stress and pressure on them that adults do.  Stress ressure and worry are some of the biggest dream killers there are. For the most part, children are at peace when they sleep.  It doesn’t take them a long time to get to sleep.  I remember when I was a kid my cousin and I would ride in the back seat of my uncle’s car and nearly always fell asleep on long driving trips. It was so easy to fall asleep anywhere when I was a kid.  Oh, how times have changed.

When I was a kid my dreams were flowing freely every night and they were the best.  On a regular basis I was flying though the air like a bird, or swimming underwater as long as I wanted — I just breathed in the water and wet deeper.  I remember so many times waking up after a dream like that trying to figure out why it was so easy to breathe in water in dreams but so difficult in real life.

Somewhere in the middle of all those dreams, I had a dream one night where I walked out of my bedroom and noticed our television was covered with cobwebs and cardboard cutouts of witches and skeletons.  I remember waking up thinking we have a Halloween television.  I ran into the living room and when I saw the television it was just as it always had been.  It was May or June at the time and I was confused by what it all meant.  I didn’t think much about what it meant at the time, but when I began studying dreams and thought about what dreams I remembered having as a kid, this dream came back to me.

This dream I had when I was eight years old was a calling dream.  It described my life’s calling that I am just now, many many years later, stepping into.  How can such a simple dream be about a life’s calling?  In metaphorical dream, language televisions represent the concept of tell-a-vision.  The Halloween decorations told me what the vision was — Halloween out of season.  Interestingly enough one of my favorite things to do right now is talk to people at Comicon and Nan Desu Kan about their dreams.  Denver Comicon is typically in May or June each year.  The convention center is full of people who are dressed up as if it’s Halloween!  Just like my dream.

So take a few minutes sometime today and think about what dreams you had when you were a child.  What might you be missing in life because you don’t understand what your dreams were telling you all those years ago?  Relay them in the comments below and we’ll find out together.

EB

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