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Had a recurrent childhood dream that stemmed from a house on the backside of our property. It was an old three-story Victorian, with a childhood rumor that a sick old lady lived on the top floor. There was also a rumor that there were the bones of Civil War soldiers buried in the basement, from amputations. The recurring dream was that my older sister would force me to visit this woman in bed, and see her amputated leg. My family's attitude toward dreams was that "they were just dreams," as if they were insignificant and not worthy of discussion. The attitude of the larger community, I don't remember.
They began to speak relevantly to my life situations. I did read a book in my early adulthood, but I forget the title, that showed research leading to the conclusion that our bodies do indeed experience them as if their events were happening during consciousness, and that they do instruct, guide, and warn us. I had no specific expectations about how they would benefit me until later in adulthood, the beginning of mid-life, when I experienced the inexplicable resolution of a problem overnight, then read something of a validation of that phenomena in WOMEN WHO RUN WITH THE WOLVES, by Clarissa Pinkola-Estes, who explained that our subconscious can resolve things for us if we're open-minded enough. I now expect that resolution to continue. And it does. I haven't informed myself about future events, but I have written some down for their sheer fascination, whether it's their blatant symbolism or the incredible skills they've demonstrated, like a classical music score, or a great architectural achievement. I have analyzed some too. Haven't explored any alternative realities other than an ongoing light interest in Zen Buddhism, but there are days I wake incredibly enthused, that I will draw or dance completely doubt-free. I'm a writer, and poems have come from impressions in dreams. Have had no telepathic contact other than knowing the instant my father had a heart attack, before confirming it.
I think they're a neurological but spiritual phenomenon related to learning.
The benefits of dreaming are the ethereal realm they take me to, and often leave me in, and the release they afford me, from problems I wrestle with. They occupy a large enough place in my life, not so much that I think about them daily, but large enough that I respect their function wholeheartedly. Now in my fifties, I use them constructively more often than in my earlier adulthood, and have a greater respect for their function. Since early adulthood, yes, my definition of them has changed from my parents' opinions. But I think I always believed they were spiritual in nature, and neurologically instigated.
I'm visually oriented, so much so, that I can hear the news, for instance, better with my eyes closed. I don't watch anything of a graphic nature on television nor go to those movies, because I will have graphic nightmares if I do. I've had psychic experiences that prove without a doubt I am highly perceptive.
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