God's Conduit

There are certain instructions designed personally for each being who traverse along planet Earth. Course of actions conceived during periods of stillness along life’s journey that make sense only to that individual, unfolds- be it lessons learnt or taught or repeated until learnt and taught. Dreams and Visions, if you will.

Even biblical teachings are able to imprint a unique message on one heart and a totally different message on another’s mind. Like the bible, dreams are not stagnant or meant to be a mystery or relevant for a particular period in one’ s life. I see the bible and conscious dreaming as foresight 101 to those who are dreaming with eyes open wide, I like to call these the look out-look in visionaries; the ones who dream during the day and know without a doubt that silence is speaking!

REMer’s active sleeping can sometime wash ashore a lot of mental debris; dreams tangled with worry, fear, hate, love, doubt and such scary stuff that would be too scary and senseless to the consciousness are debugged, and rendered friendly instead of the havoc provoking life scenarios acted out in waking moments. Thank God for nightmares- those dreams makes one happy to wake up and go wooosh! Thank heavens I was dreaming!

The dreams that I somehow cannot seem to thwart or trick and which keep me occupied with prying open the vault of mystery’s imagination always get my attention. I know they mean something yet I am lost as to what to do with, about and through them. I know that they are a daily guide and tool, irrespective of the time period in which it was revealed and recorded. Sometime I try to interpret them myself, in my own kind of way, I am yet to be satisfied money back guarantee with what I want them to mean. So I have revert to letting dreams interpret the creator’s plan as my all time favourite activity, like I did before I lost the childlikeness of being a real child:

I got caught up in the growing up busyness. Then I began to treat my dreams as something that was relevant and meant to make sense only in the immediate time of its occurrence trying to interpret them to my heart’s frustration. I would just pray that they serve their intended purpose while I go on with the business of living, in oblivion. Sometimes I even tried to not dream! It felt like severing from something very near and dear to me that I could never explain! I did not know quite what it was then but I sure missed those times we spent together in my dreams.

That went on for a while and the yearning got more and more intense until I allowed myself to dream again, it was like inhaling the fresh breath of the morning and the feel of the predawn mist. My arms always wide open to reach up and embrace this unfathomable something that always had arms wide open waiting to pick me up way up there. It was not human and I loved the idea that it was not human.

Some unattended or dismissed dreams may not have dire consequences and it may not cause havoc if left in the snooze lose compartment of the merry go along maze. It’s like without a map one can easily get there. There are the ones that if and when unheeded or left forlorn will follow you in your sleep, interrupt your best human ideas, stalk your mind and totally engage your soul in its rapture. To me it’s like a poem that grabs my fingers, pulverizes my mind and commands my undivided attention to my heart until I take it where it wants to go and sometime until I let it take me where it wants me to go; it even lets me go where I want too, now and then, when its okay with that- a little free will, if you will.

The thing is dreams are willing to be aides along the route of judiciousness and what better way to fait accompli than to have intelligence write personal notes and ‘for your heart only’ love letters. This is not fantasy; this is God speaking live and direct through built in connection wired in such fashion that life becomes a safe playground for awesome adventure.

That’s why the return of once forsaken dreams feel like God is moving heaven and earth to get to the dreamer and the more the dream won’t go away, the more undivided attention is expected in order to focus on heart matters. Like a beaming lighthouse dreams warn, protect and at other times reassure the dreamer that everything is all right.

Sometimes the dreams in and of themselves do not make sense right then and there just like the ones Joseph had while his brothers were out working in the field. It took so many chapters before its meaning unfolded; still God had not forgotten the covenant. Make no mistake, when it is from God- dream or nightmare… awake or asleep; it all makes sense in God’s plan.
And when foresight seems nebulous: hindsight to the rescue dreaming after the dream seems over!

Until the dream awakens and the sleeper dreams on with eyes wide open!