This is a recalling of a dream I had a few days ago, of which during the course of the dream I became very aware I was in one. What I remember most before the Awakening and the Sight bestowed upon me was dreaming about my parent’s dog, Sweetie, who stood up on her hind legs and almost became human. As she stood up, I threw my arms around her and immediately felt her hind legs become like human legs, and her front legs and paws, becoming like human arms and hands. Shocked I had let go, thinking I was going to see a humanized form of Sweetie walk away. Instead, her legs wobbled as she had no balance and almost fell. I was there to catch her and she tried and tried to walk like a human, and each time she wavered and would almost topple over. Her legs were too weak. This ends this particular portion of my dream.
Another part of my dream that I remember before the Great Awakening and Sight bestowed upon me, was being in the vicinity of my old neighborhood in Lancaster at night. It is winter time and snow is on the ground. I am walking behind an unknown house. For some reason I think I may have been on the roof of this house and found a way down. As I find myself behind this house, I see a figure in the distance coming towards me. It is a man and he walks very close to me and I draw [or does he draw?] what seems to be a cane, shaking it violently for either him [or me] to stay away. Thus ended another part of the dream.
One final portion of the dream that I remember before the Great Awakening and Sight bestowed upon me, was being in my apartment room, and realizing that the carpeting on the floor was gone. A very large [and very ugly], shredded rug layed over broken and rotting floorboards. I could see the floor below mine and I wondered how did I ever come to accept such a condition to live? It was then I realized that where my bed was, was a large dirty porcelain tub and almost as if it was a distant memory, I had remembered why now I had so little space in my room. But where did I sleep? Thus ended this portion of the dream, which relates to the next part of the dream.
I remember next sitting on my bed as if I was on a cliff at a great height, looking down and seeing someone, a woman, sitting in my chair not to far away. It was then at this moment that the great Awakening and Sight was bestowed upon me. I became aware that I was sleeping and dreaming, but I was Awake in my dream. I then tried to will this woman from off my chair. I had reasoned to myself that if this was my dream, then I had complete mastery over it. But the woman remained in the chair, despite my reasoning and despite my attempts at willing her away. I then slipped off the cliff of my bed and landed on the floor of my room.
Everything had changed dramatically. Here in my room, no woman or chair existed. I then came to the silly notion that I was Sleepwalking in my room and that even though my physical eyes remained closed in sleep, my dream had given me the Sight in which to see my room from a perception I would otherwise never see while awake. At first, my room was spacious and empty almost. My bed had become a sandbox in the middle of the room. I walked over to my desk area, where once had been my computer and music studio and equipment, there was an table made of some fine type of wood [I do not know what type of wood it was] and on top of it, a small miniscule chest drawer. I pulled one of the drawers out and there were trinkets, small jewlery of sorts, a silver type of utensil. I then wanted to look at my book case to see what my Dream would intrepret for me what it was, and as I looked I saw an elaborate beautiful structure from the floor to the cieling, spreading wide and out, made of dark wood of some sort, with elaborate decoration and design. It held my books and records in beautiful display I can not even begin to describe. It looked like a shrine of sorts, a gateway, a pathway to either heaven or hell, but it was brilliance in my mind. I then began to hear sounds from outside my window. being on the second floor, I was surprised to find houses and buildings surrounded by water, where the surface I could see clearly, reached our floor. The sounds were of children playing, screaming and laughing. And as I looked out, I saw children run across the water, like it was a solid surface. I felt like I was seeing the future. I then laid my head down on my table, feeling its surface next to my skin, and thinking where else can I go, because I didn’t want this to end. But the end was coming and I felt it as my head laid upon the table, succumbing to the big lull of sleep. The Awakening and Sight bestowed upon me, was leaving, and I was falling back into the dozing of my consciousness and swept away in a tide of dream I am unable to remember.
Note: This dream reminds me of William Blake’s ”double-vision”, seeing with the eyes, and seeing through them.
