This dream would be considered bizarre by anyone’s standard, with dead animals and dead family members, some sort of autopsy process going on, and even having to remind people that they’re dead. Yet, as John points out, it’s a positive dream and it’s a sign of progress on the path. When things die or are dead, it can often be symbolic of making a shift, or moving on – a sign of letting go of some aspect that’s no longer needed in life. And letting go completely requires not letting the dead wake back up! (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)
Jeane: In my dream, I’m a medical student and I’m at a lab with my professor, who’s a doctor, who’s teaching me and then a friend of mine, a female friend, who also must be studying, and it’s the end of the day at the lab.
And we’re getting to the point where we’re learning how to deal with people who’ve died and what we do with the bodies. And I seem to have had a dog that’s just died, and maybe my great aunt, too.
The professor is making appointment times with me over the weekend to help me deal with the bodies of the dog, and I think it’s either my mother or my aunt. We make a series of appointments for different times and some of them are actually at night, like 10:00pm at night, and some are maybe at 7:00am in the morning, to meet with the doctor and he’s going to show me what do to, and how to prepare the bodies.
Well, it’s almost like one doesn’t think of funerals. It is almost like there is this…
John: Like you’re still working on it.
Jeane: Yeah, still working on it. Almost like they did in Egypt rather than how they do now. Let’s put it that way.
John: This actually makes sense. Go ahead.
Jeane: Okay. So I leave and I go home because I realize I’m late, and probably dinner has been run late, and at that second it feels like my parents are alive. My dad and my mom are at home, and I feel like my great aunt who’s there has died though, but mostly I realize my dog has died, one or two dogs.
So on my way home I realize I’ve forgotten the order of all of the appointments because we made about four of them all at once. There are some we do at midnight. It’s like back at the lab, so I’m confused.
I’m thinking I have to call my friend, maybe she’ll get the time right, but I get home and I realize dinner’s been held for me. Maybe they’re a little disappointed that I came home so late, but I realize this is how it’s going to be when I’m in medical school. I’m going to be late a lot.
But then there’s like a shift and I realize that both my mother and my aunt have died, and the bodies are there right now, plus there’s a dog that’s died, and I’m wondering is the professor supposed to meet me, am I supposed to meet him tonight to start the steps?
It feels like I actually start the steps at home. I have a scalpel and I have something that I do that I’m supposed to set the bodies down and I slash near their eyes, right behind their eyes. And then it feels like because I’m confused about what I’m supposed to do first, but I’m lucky because the professor comes by my house, and I realize he’ll show me what I’m supposed to do tonight.
But then the bodies sometimes act like they want to wake up, but we’ve already started cutting on them and there’s something like with my aunt particularly, you open up the chest and there are these little strings that come out that you’re carefully separating and pulling aside.
It doesn’t seem to be bloody at all. It just is a process and you do it over a four-day period. It’s almost more like Egyptian embalming or something. It’s kind of odd. And so I’m getting straight what do we do right now, plus we’re going to go back to the lab tonight and he’ll be showing me how to do something either with them or with the dog, and then we’ll do this over the whole weekend and he’ll help me learn it.
Anyway, that’s when I wake up. Besides the fact I have to remind the bodies now and then that they’re dead.
John: This is a significant dream, obviously, because it’s as bizarre as it is, and when they’re bizarre like that it’s trying to make some very unusual points and this is kind of how it does it.
The dog is, of course, your friend. Your mother is your connection to something that you normally would have in life. Your aunt is kind of like a heritage or recognition that may even seem to go along with conditions of things as you’re supposed to catch up with them, in other words part of your heritage, and that you’ve moved on from all of that.
Jeane: The only other thing I should say is, as I’m doing this it’s like there’s also an observer that comes in, and there’s a book that I take out and I’m looking at, and the book is almost like old Egyptian. The book has writing in it, and maybe even some prayers that you say, and some steps you go through, and pictures drawn of what to do, and I’m looking at that, too.
John: The thing about it is, is when you’re shifted like you’re shifted, it’s almost as if no one told you this is going to happen, or is giving the memo that you now have to be shifted in some dramatic way.
So that everything that has to do with the previous world, or the previous levels that you’re at, in which you had your various connective relationships with your friends, your dog or dogs, and your connection to what you carried as complexes in terms of how you needed to conduct or express yourself in creation, that comes as a principle of your mother, and then through all of that is a heritage, which is your aunt.
All of that which holds that other level together has shifted, and there’s still kind of a little cognition to the quality of an aliveness there. In other words, it’s like a little surreal. It still kind of is, but really it has shifted, and that you need to extract the clarity out of that situation and not try to hold onto it. That’s why you’re starting with your scalpel on the eyes.
The eyes in terms of a certain sight that was stuck and held in this other particular level, and when you go to the chest I suppose you’re going into the heart, huh? You’re following the thread of things somehow.
But what you’re actually doing is actually a step forward. It’s a natural process. It’s part of the path. It’s shifting from one state or level into another level, and thus there’s going to be the disorientation.
It’s interesting that the setting goes from a medical, which almost has to do with an identification because you were a medical professional and all of that, it goes from that as the original setting where something just all dies in terms of a demeanor or mannerism that’s associated with how you feel yourself in some sense that still carries that as the best reflective prior image.
Back to a house and that, initially, in your psyche, or in your synapse mannerisms, to begin with there’s still a little of the past that’s still able to be there because you’re not sure what is really dead and what isn’t really dead when you come back to the house.
It’s almost like it’s still getting sorted out. Something has really radically changed, but just how inclusive is it? And then you come to find out that the parts that you don’t want to let go, like maybe something that might have had to do with your mother, maybe you could have let your aunt go, but now she too is gone when initially she was okay.
So it’s a tremendous dream on you having to somehow or another accept a demeanor and mannerism or frame of reference in terms of how you carry yourself, or perceive yourself, in relationship to the worlds that you’re currently in. That you’re doing this in a whole new way, from a whole other level, that you’re not reverting back to old characteristics, that somehow or another you’re shifted.
I guess this is how you get the memo. You get it in this bizarre dream that kind of has an image of the past, and then the image of what is now, and it seems pretty inclusive in the fact that it did a pretty good job of wiping out and making that shift.
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