Date: 8/22/2005 7:08:04 AM ( 16 y ) ... viewed 2205 times
Dreaming is one very big way I have of getting information.... I love it when I remember a dream. I can't say I write them down very often. But, in this time of illness and recovery for me, having a dream that I remember is a big thing, and I always write this type of dream down. Sometimes I get information about physical things, sometimes important. Other times I don't figure it out.
One night I had a dream that I had a cavity in one of my teeth. In the dream I was up close and personal with one of my teeth (one of the molars on the lower right). I was sitting right up on the tooth, very close-in to it, and I could see every surface of it. A very deep, male voice said, very clearly - "this tooth has tooth decay, the surface of the tooth is no longer doing its job." And as I heard the voice, my attention was sent to this one surface of the tooth - just about in the center of it, that just didn't look right.
I have been suffering from TMJ, and any visit to the dentist is a truly big deal. I knew from past experience that this dream was probably true, and I was pretty scared about it. But.... I trekked myself in to the dentist. I pointed to the tooth and said "it hurts." Actually it didn't hurt, there weren't any symptoms associated with it, but I sure wasn't about to tell him that I was in his office cuz I'd had a dream - this dentist is definitely not into alternative medicine in any way... the dentist didn't find anything, and I went home knowing that I'd have to try again.
A coupla weeks later I went to another dentist...she checked the tooth and could find no evidence of a cavity. I thought, "oh no, not again!" and asked her to recheck. Nothing. I was really bummed cuz experience has taught me to pay attention to my dreams, and so I knew that if she didn't find anything, I'd be taking another trip - to another dentist. Finally she said, "I have an idea!" and she left the office for a moment. When she came back, she held a little rectangular machine in her hand. She said, "this machine measures the density of teeth, and if you have a cavity, the number that appears in the display will be below 28." Well, she put the little arm thing (very descriptive, i know :-) right up to my tooth, and sure enough, it registered a (very tiny) cavity. I think she said, "this is the smallest cavity I have ever seen." However, I was a very happy camper.
SemiTruck loaded with nutrients (Sept 2005)
Last night I dreampt that there was a network of streets & overpasses, a network of streets that all led to a city up above. There was a big semi truck, carrying a big, heavy load of something that the city really needed up above. There were words, something like, "this is really needed in the city." The truck was coming up on the ramp/overpass/street, and I was coming down. We crashed, the truck and I, and the cargo of the truck never made it up above. When I woke up, I became aware that the city was my brain, and that the cargo that the truck was carrying was a nutrient, and that the nutrient never made it up into my brain.
Today I asked Nancy (the energetic healer / medical intuitive that I work with) what she thought. While I was telling her about the dream, I tried to say that the cargo was related to nerves, not nutrients. But it just didn't seem right, and I knew while I was talking about it, that the dream wasn't about nerves, nutrients was correct. Nancy agreed that the nutrient was the cargo. She went on to add that it was a 'carrier' nutrient (whatever that means :-) and that it couldn't be absorbed due to toxicity in the brain (I was poisoned, so this definitely fits). The nutrient made it onto the semi, so I guess I've succeeded in eating it, just couldn't get it to its destination.
Next part of the dream is that I was standing on the roof of a very tall skyscraper. Someone, my protector, told me to "quick, get down" and I quickly laid down prone on the top of the building, while it started to sway. I thought to myself, "do they make these skyscrapers well enough not to fall over?" But the tremor was a smaller one than previously. When I woke up I knew that the tremor was part of my illness, that the skyscraper was my body, and that I am improving as shown by the smaller tremor. (that is true, I am slowly beginning to improve now).
When I've been thinking about this dream all day, I can't help but marvel about it - what doctor would ever say that someone was sick because they weren't able to absorb nutrients? Yet this is what I got from this dream.
not finished, more to come
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