With Dreaming, Comes Healing

This week, I am excited to share an extremely profound dream I had, the work I did with it, and how I came to find what it meant to me.

It blew. Me. Away.

Okay, so here we go. I’m just getting right into it.

My dream which I titled: “Dying to Live”

I’m me in the present, sitting in front of the TV at my parent’s house. I’m watching a movie, and I know it’s a Finnish indie film. There are four main characters- a young girl about 11 or 12, a teenage girl, about 15 or 16, a teen guy the same age, and an older guy in his 30’s. The scene I’m watching involves the young girl, the teen, and the older guy. The young girl follows the teen into a place where they’re under water. At this point, it’s as if I am in the movie, under the water with them. The teen girl is talking with the older guy. Seemingly out of nowhere, she yells to him, “I can’t take it anymore!” and turns around, rips a metal plant hanger off the wall, smashes her helmet, and stabs herself in the neck. There’s a look of pure and intense anguish on her face. Blood is rising up in the water. The young girl and older guy are just standing there, and I’m transfixed on the girl killing herself. She repeatedly stabs herself, and after she kills herself, the young girl, feeling disturbed, leaves. The scene shifts, I’m back to being outside of the movie, and the young girl is now out of the water and sitting on a couch with the teen guy. They both appear to be mourning the loss of the teen. A song begins to play. I immediately get excited, because I know it’s a Nightwish song. And it happens to be one they did in Finnish. As the song and that scene play out, I begin to open mail while still on the floor. Mail which pertains to my current life. I then have the thought, “this is a good movie. I should go get Dave so we can watch it together.” I go to get him, and when I walk in the dining room of my parents’ house, the room transforms into Dave and I’s living room. He’s sitting on the couch with two others. He’s holding a Council Rocks DVD as if he’s preparing to show the movie to the people he’s with. I realize that he’s preoccupied with that and won’t be able to watch the movie with me. So, I head back to the TV. I’m back in my parent’s living room. The movie is completely different. I’m now seeing a news story. A reporter is interviewing people who lost their farm animals. There’re multiple clips flashing showing different animals that died. They each died by the same animal. At the end of the dream, I heard that a hog was killed by another hog. I heard the reporter say that the hog killed the hog because it was doing what a hog shouldn’t do.

I wake up.

As you can imagine, I woke up disturbed and very confused. There wasn’t much I got out of that immediately. What I did get was that the girls in the movie represented different versions of myself. And that the killing, and being with an older guy could have represented my past, because that part of my life no longer exists. I kept saying to myself, “well, I already know those things; they already happened.” Determined, I asked Dave to sit down with me the next evening to work with this dream. Somehow I knew I was close to an epiphany, and I wanted to feel it. And boy did I ever.

After about an hour of working through it, playing with it, thinking about it and so on…I kept saying to Dave, “but I know all this. It already happened. Where’s the new information?” Then Dave said,

“Time isn’t linear, remember?”

And as if the world fell in around me in an instant, and someone punched me in the gut at the same time, I got it. I got that the girls were indeed me. The profound part that I felt with every fiber of my being, was that I did kill off an old part of me, and that the young me, either in some parallel universe, or upon reincarnation, will never have to live through the same struggles again. They are gone. Eradicated. I bawled my eyes out having a deeper inner knowing that I had just healed myself. Further indications of this were:

The underwater setting was a metaphor for me being in unfamiliar territory. The teen me needed a helmet because she was not in her element.

The younger girl got away, and didn’t have strong emotions because she hadn’t gotten to that point in life yet.

The animals killing others of the same kind because they, “shouldn’t be doing what that animal does”, was symbolic of me, at that time, not doing what I should have been doing.

Death, obviously was the death of that aspect, those behaviors of myself.

And the song…

“Kuolema Tekee Taiteilijan” which translates to “Death Makes an Artist”

So, quick backstory. I’ve been a Nightwish fan for most of my life. The band, their songs, words, poetry and emotions make my life, and have gotten me through a lot! This song was featured on their album “Once” which came out in 2004. I’ve been listening to this album since its debut, and for whatever crazy reason, I probably only looked up the English translation once or twice. I HAD NO IDEA WHAT THE LYRICS MEANT. NADA. NOPE. I only remembered the title.

I looked them up after figuring out my dream. And, to my surprise- and not to my surprise at the same time- they matched up perfectly.

Here is the song, translated:

Only once I could see my dream

Didn't feel the smallness under the stars

Once I got bars in my cradle

As a prisoner I write a letter from there

My Lord, to you, let me become what my child thinks I am

In you is the beauty of the world, of which death made me an artist

My Lord, to you, let me become what my child thinks I am

My own heaven I created here

Let me get away

My own heaven I created here

Let me get away

“Let me become what my child thinks I am.”

Let me become what my inner child thinks I am. That inner child who watched part of her future self die so that she could then become the vibrant soul who was watching that very same movie, opening mail that depicted the immense joy she was experiencing.

Wow.

There are more personal connections in there, but they would take too long to explain here! Let me just say that it’s a perfect fit.

I am so thankful for these messages my subconscious gifts me with! To be able to feel the depth of meaning from a dream like this is literally life altering. And since I am open, and willing, I am fortunate enough to experience many of these types of dreams with deep meaning.

Do the meanings always reveal themselves clearly, right away? Definitely not! There are times it takes me days to reach a conclusion and have an aha moment. But when I do, it’s so worth it! From that point forward, I have a knowing that I didn’t have before, and I have a chance to follow up, to take an action in my current waking life. Better yet, in times like these, I know that something was completed and healed, never to return.

It’s never too late to heal. It’s never too late to heal a part of yourself that’s old, current, or perhaps hasn’t even happened yet! Dreams are an extraordinary gateway to the healing realm. If these types of dreams aren’t coming to you, ask your subconscious to show you a dream that will point you in the right direction. Don’t worry if nothing comes right away! Just by putting out the intention, you will be attracting the energy that’s needed to get you through!

Rest well, and dream well!