Date: 30-09-2021
This afternoon I was tired and went to bed for a power nap. I fell asleep and dreamt a short but intense dream. I was sitting on the top of my brother’s bunk bed in our old childhood room. I sat on my behind with my legs pulled towards my torso. My legs were under the covers. The ceiling was gone, or transparent. It was night time, and the sky was cloudless. The stars were out, bright. Suddenly one of the stars started flickering, and eventually dimmed until it was barely visible. There were a lot of birds in the trees and on the roofs, which were quite noisy, but who all had their gaze to the same part of the horizon. They were looking at something I could not see. Then the dimmed star started to fall down and rapidly but ever so gently ended up on the covers, as if it was a small marble.
I looked at it, and I began to understand this wasn’t real. But I wasn’t aware it was a dream just yet. I looked at the marble that lay between my legs on top of the silky white sheets, as I now sat cross-legged. “We never had these sheets? And how can the ceiling be gone?” All of a sudden I became aware the bed was surrounded by white Angels. Their skin was illuminating, and so were the robes they wore. I could barely make out any details on them, but I could see they consisted out of a mix of male and female Angels. All of them remained quiet. Still I was not aware it was a dream, though. I was trying to figure out what was going on. I focussed on the marble again, and reached out for it with my right hand in order to pick it up.
But when I did one of the Angels spoke and said: “Careful. It’s still hot.” with a sweet voice. Then it finally hit me. This was a dream. I looked around me, up in the sky with amazement. It was wonderful to see the stars like this. While I gazed up, the Angels encouraged me: “Yes. By all means, take a good look.” I got the sense that there was a bit of stress in the air. Not from the Angels, but from other people outside or something. It is hard to explain, but I felt as if there was a sense of coming dread that lingered in people’s minds. Like we were in the eye of a storm. And I could pick up on that. But I felt safe. The Angels would protect me. But whatever was going on, something was about to happen. And I think that’s why they were there.
Analysis:
I am unsure what this dream was about. There seems to have been a lot of symbolism in this dream, though the looming threat is something that I think was the one thing that was not figurative. I believe the birds resembled observant humans. The birds knew something was about to happen. They can see with sharp eyes, can go higher to take a better look, and can get out of harm’s way quickly when needed.
The Angels that surrounded me I think showed me they have taken notice of me. Perhaps they were showing me a fondness they have for me? Or were there to guide me through what was going to occur? I do not know.
I was sitting on the top of my brother’s childhood bunk bed. Back when we were children we both had our own, slept on the top, and had toys on the bottom plateaus. But I wasn’t sitting on my own bed, but on his. I didn’t know those sheets, but they were the whitest smoothest silk I can imagine. Maybe this refers to me being in his position at that moment, or showing me I need to try and place myself in his shoes?
The star that dimmed and fell must be some metaphor for something that is going to happen. It was supposedly too hot for me to touch, but it didn’t burn the sheets. Were these perhaps heavenly sheets that covered me? What does the marble stand for? Why did it fall in my lap?
It was my childhood bedroom. Maybe this showed me that I am still a child spiritually, amongst a host of wise and mature spiritual beings?
That dark sky full of stars was wonderful, though. I took that moment in. That something bad was going to happen didn’t deter me from looking around, and somehow it felt like it was a pleasant surprise to the Angels that I took that moment for myself.
