Dreams Bring Me Messages from Spirit
Dreams immensely interest me. I’ve had wildly creative dreams for my entire life, but up until these past few years, I never really drew any meaning from them. I just looked at them as my own personal form of entertainment. Now I understand that every dream has a message within it, and it’s usually not literal. Meaning, if I have a dream that I’m killing someone, it doesn’t mean that I literally want to kill someone. There is often a metaphor for whatever is happening within the dream. So, in this example, killing someone could be symbolic of a fear I have about something in my life, or an intense desire to stifle something in my life.
Dreams are a creative outlet for Spirit to speak. Spirit, God, Mother Nature–whatever you want to call the great creative force behind everything that exists–is in constant communication with each and every one of us. We just have to be paying attention to get the messages.
Last night, I dreamt that I was outside my home when two male strangers came up to the house to talk to me. Rick, my husband, and our two sons were inside the house. I was trying to get these strange guys to leave, but they insisted on going inside the house, to be with the rest of my family. After they walked inside, their wives and children appeared. My husband fell in love with this visiting family and asked them to stay forever. He wanted to replace me with these strangers. He told me he didn’t love me anymore. I was so incredible angry. I couldn’t believe the family I loved so much wanted nothing to do with me.
I was absolutely filled with rage because I was losing my own family. I exploded in hate and began physically throwing these strange people out of my house. As I was tossing them outside (I was quite strong in my dream), they were hitting their heads on cement outside and bleeding profusely. Regardless of how violent I became, they kept coming back inside. I was kicked out of my own house by my own family. Against my own desires, I began making arrangements for divorce.
Then, realization hit me: in order to keep my family, I would have to become the best version of myself. Instead of fighting and using force to get what I wanted, I had to access my highest self–the part of me that was pure love. My true Nature. I consciously made the decision to become my true self, and everything changed. Rick fell back in love with me, and so did my kids. The strangers left. Everything was perfect again. I had my family back.
The message I received in this dream was a reminder of the power of love over force. Love always wins, and it is what is most important. All it takes for me to return to inner peace is remembering my real, true self. The way to achieving positive change in my life is not by using my physical actions to force something to happen, especially when it creates more negativity. The true way to achieve positive change is by simply shifting my inner world towards love.