Something Happens

Jeane: My dream starts out at a dance. It’s the end of high school and everyone is going to go their own way. My boyfriend and a friend of his are going to be joining the Army and they’ll be deployed the next day, although they’ve arranged to be deployed locally.

I go over to his house to see him that night and then I leave. I’m going to go back the next morning. His whole family will be there.

Well, when I start back the next morning, I find myself out in a desert area, in an arroyo that doesn’t have any water in it anymore. There’s a high bank near me, but I spot an area where the dirt has collapsed, so I start climbing up that.

Then I see where someone has stuck a pen and a few other things into the dirt to create a handhold and some footholds. I’m able to get to the point where I can reach my hands up on top of the bank and pull myself up.  

I go to his house but everyone has already left and the house is empty. I walk up to the sink and see one or two dishes and I just start washing them. The house is filled with quite a bit of light.

Next, a poor Mexican family comes to the door with their children, but I realize I can’t help them because the house is empty and there doesn’t seem to be anything in it. All I can do is point them in a direction that they can go. Then I go outside.

At that point there’s a shift in the dream.

John: You’re describing a setup where something happens, i.e., this young man is going into the service or being deployed. I kept listening to determine if this event is a good thing or a bad thing and, in and of itself, it’s not either one.

The thing that’s missing, however, is a certain perspective, or way of hearing, or catching up with something. That’s what doesn’t come through. You’re the person who’s being deployed and yet, at the same time, you’re also the person who shows up too late.

In other words, you don’t quite have the opportunity to make the connection because the part of you that would be able to look at the bigger picture doesn’t have access to the memo. It just isn’t coming through, or you’re unable to catch up with it.

As a consequence, the dream raises the issue, or points out, that things have to be turned away (the Mexican family). If you had gotten there a moment earlier – when the boy and his family were still there and you could have established a linkage – then other things that were ready and able to ensue from that point could have tied in or connected with that.

Instead, because you were late, there’s a whole sequence of events that was dropped or lost as a consequence of that connection not being made. Said another way, something was left empty, from your perspective, when trying to make that shift and then to get there on time.

And there are further ramifications because after you arrive late to the empty house, you also have to turn away the family who came to the door for help. So there’s a cascade, or repetition, of missed connections that continue to play out.

That’s what’s happening in your dream.

Fighting the System

John: I am sitting at a dining room table with my friend. At another table nearby are some local county officials. I’m telling my friend that the county has a new plan for what they feel needs to happen. My friend doesn’t care what the county has planned, because he feels they’re just there to facilitate life, not tell us what to do.

He’s being emphatic that they’re part of a system, but that the ideas need to come from us. I tell him that the county wants to impose these new changes, but he doesn’t want to believe me. So he gets upset and wants to argue about it.

Then I say to him that it’s easy to confirm, because the county officials are sitting at the next table. So the way I recommend proving it is to offer them some coffee, and see what they have to say about the coffee. If they won’t take the coffee, even when you offer it to them for free, then you’ll have your answer.

Now, my friend has gone over to the county officials to see if what I am saying is true. In fact, they begin to make a mockery of it, and he starts to lose his composure. Once he sees that the whole setup is a phony, he turns around, takes his coffee cup and smashes it to the floor. He says he isn’t going to buy into this deception.

So, the meaning of this dream is that real changes into life need to come through a human being, from inside to out. When that is denied, or even sabotaged, by outside forces, creation life becomes a lie. In the dream, both men are aspects of me, so it portrays an inner struggle.

Everything in the outer world seems structured to undermine the evolution of our consciousness, which means it has always been a lie. It has always been designed to decay and fall apart. When the collective consciousness (the system itself) decides what is to be imposed upon a human being, it reinforces a process that keeps us dumbed-down, so that we remain in a state of helplessness, cut off from what we really are inside.

And what we really are inside is connected to something else – something much greater. So a person can live in the world of the illusion, in an almost amused way, but you can’t seriously buy into it. When you find that you are taking all of this stuff seriously, you are treating yourself the same way as the “system” treats you – you are snuffing out your clarity and originality.

What the forces of the outer want for themselves  – and those forces are a conglomeration of all the me, myself, and I’s that go around in life – is only what they deem acceptable. So the divine principle, which comes from a place so much bigger, is buried.

So, this dream is a denial of everything. It is saying that what doesn’t come through us into the world – meaning anything that is imposed upon us from without – is of no real consequence from a universal perspective.

We must begin to understand that whatever we put our attention on in the outer – meaning material pursuits – is not a reflection of the way it really is, no matter how much it may appear to be. It can cause a strange feeling of disorientation in us, because it’s very hard to let go of the idea that our lives are supposed to make sense in a purely physical way.

When we get a peek at what can unfold through a human being, when we connect to the higher levels of ourselves, it can reveal to us that our obsession with our physical existence – from our appearance, to our car and our house and our job – which dominates our attention 99.9% of the time, is a huge betrayal of the true possibility of human life. And we begin to ask ourselves, “Why would we want to settle for so little?”

And one of the first emotions is one of confusion, because we are so tied to the outer world that it is difficult to let go of it, yet we have seen enough to know that there is so much more that is possible, and that’s so magical. So do we continue to live in the illusion, or do we change the way we look at, and interact with, life?

It’s just like a person who shows a deep patriotism for the country they’re from, as if there’s something really unique about that country relative to the rest of the human race. That’s an elitist attitude, or bias. Or like people who are loyal to their own school – feeling that it is superior to other schools just because they went there.

We seem to tell ourselves these strange lies. We make attachments to things that have no real meaning, perhaps because there is so little in the outer world that does have meaning. So my dream describes that struggle to not surrender to the meaningless attachments that we are expected to accept as what’s real. It shows the frustration of resisting “the way things are.”

Yet ultimately that’s the most important fight, because the attachments we can make to the higher aspects of ourselves are so much more gratifying, and true, and universal. They open up possibilities to us that are unimaginable in the outer world. But it’s not always easy.