The Dunce
Jack was not happy with the way that his life was going lately.
Jack thought that he needed help, some type of an outsider’s perspective on his life.
One night, Jack had this dream.
Jack was dreaming that he had driven over to Wessendon, for a psychology/counsellor appointment, with an old lady there. Apparently this old lady, Jacqueline Freud, was related to the famous Austrian psychologist, Sigmund Freud, (1856 to 1939).
After the consultation session, she invited Jack to stay on and to attend her group discussion meeting, which would go on to 9.00pm. It was 6 pm now.
In his dream, Jack decided to stay, and to not leave earlier, as to drive home from here now, at 6 pm in the early evening, would be a nightmare, amidst the traffic chaos, at this time of the peak hour traffic, in this busy city, where he found himself now.
The discussion class was about the value of someone attaining external help, and ideas, regarding their own particular life problems.
Jacqueline, the old lady, was the leader, and these were her opening remarks.
“Thinking that you need such help is often just a portrayal of your lack of forethought into the possibility that you already have the answers yourself within yourself.”
“Most types of counsellors are mere sounding boards for your own ways of working out truth.”
“Never replace your own truth by other’s truths, or never too readily accept what they think should be your truth. No, gain and gather your own truth from all of the life experiences that you go through, including your dreams, by shining the light of love through them all, and so this light of love will then light up the hidden truths in each experience for you then too.”
“The value of dreams is still being hotly debated by people in my own field.”
“Some dismiss them too readily, telling us that dreams are like our thoughts. Some of our waking thoughts are trivial and repetitive, some are insightful and meaningful. Some dreams may reveal hidden truths, but some are just recycled noisy thoughts, still alive in us from our day, they will claim.”
“This is not correct, however. Every thought has a reason behind it for it arising in you, as does every dream.” “Nothing is trivial, or mere background white noise.”
That great Dutch artist, Vincent Van Gogh, (1853 to 1890), once said this:
“I dream of painting, and then I paint my dream.”
“This should be how we all operate our lives. We dream our life, then we live our dream.”
The group then broke up into smaller groups to further discuss these ideas.
9.00 pm had then come up very quickly.
Jack had enjoyed the night.
The moment he stepped outside into the coldness outside though, he woke up.
Jack then realised, that, this had all just been a dream.
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Thanks Albert. You put that well. The system here doesn’t seem to let me reply to you directly there again, maybe the to and froing is limited up to only a certain point, or number of responses.
The battle between “Dust in the Wind” and “We Are the Champion” continues and endless, don’t know who chose “nothing” but “everything”!
Yes, nothing and everything are two ends of a string, when it is really the string that is important, that is, as long as we do not let it tie us up. In this case, it is good to know where the ends are…LOL..
The choice is not as important as the truth. Choice limits; truth never does, so it’s far better never to choose, but to just keep on searching, rather than choosing too early, and never then finding the whole truth.
Achieving true balance is not by trying to be at the midpoint between the two poles, but by eliminating the two poles themselves.
That’s an interesting perspective.
Limiting the insertions of disabling factors into our life is good, as is looking at the posts of duality to see their goals, for being there, but in the end, it is better to see the whole playing field just as a field, rather than a balance of anything else.
Love lives as itself and balances all else, but it doesn’t try to eliminate anything from itself, or be something it is not.
Love remains itself, and so should we.
Love is everything as it is, not hiding or eliminating anything, both visible and unnoticed, realized or not, the hallucinations or the real truth. As awareness, we need a way to achieve it, to open the veil, to see or aware of it as everything as it is, although we don’t need to expect the end result as well.
I had a dream once that saved my life. I had a dream that I seemed to have fallen and was spinning on the ground. I thought about going on a poker run with my husband but the dream made me change my mind. That night my husband was killed riding his motorcycle on a poker run. The dream was a premonition
That’s one amazingly prophetic dream.
Still, losing your husband is a very bad thing to happen too.
I wonder if you had seen both you and your husband in your dream falling and spinning on the ground, you might have told him not to go either, but then, you probably didn’t know/connect to the meaning, until that horrible accident happened.
Only then, after the event, did you see how you were saved by your dream, maybe?
Many people told my husband not to go due to it was supposed to rain, but he was going in honor of a friend that had died five years ago on the same road. Five years later a friend of ours died on that same road, I will not travel on that road,
I wouldn’t go anywhere near that road either. Something seems to be going on around that road, and you were warned about it, in your dream, it seems.
Interesting story and I love that idea of painting a dream
Yes, Van Gogh, was a great painter, way ahead of his time. That’s a great quote of his, and I like the idea behind it too.
Maybe you are still hurting from losing these loved ones. Maybe you do dream of them, but do not remember these dreams. Maybe the lost loved ones are disguised in some way in your dreams.
Lost loved ones do visit us in our dreams, but if we need to feel the love in different ways, (because of some reason, or another) we will dream of something else, representing the lost loved one, maybe their house, or something else connected to them, but rest assured, lost loved ones do stay around you, and visit you in your dreams
I would love to know about some dreams I have had and why I cannot dream about lost loved ones.
Maybe you are still hurting from losing these loved ones. Maybe you do dream of them, but do not remember these dreams. Maybe the lost loved ones are disguised in some way in your dreams.
Lost loved ones do visit us in our dreams, but if we need to feel the love in different ways, (because of some reason, or another) we will dream of something else, representing the lost loved one, maybe their house, or something else connected to them, but rest assured, lost loved ones do stay around you, and visit you in your dreams