posted March 17, 2005 08:15 AM         

I had this dream when I was 9 years old. I was on this ancient ship, when I caught a glimpse of this boy who was so beautiful he looked like a fallen angel. Once I had seen him, I could not stop thinking about him. I kept trying to find him. He was in some kind of service on the ship.

Then I saw that he was being bullied, that adults were being cruel to him. A crowd stood around him and watched as he was being tortured, whipped. I watched as my heart inside me SCREAMED, desperate to break free and help him. But I was powerless.

Then I saw a scene in which I was no longer on the ship, but in bed, very ill with a fever, and this inexplicable, indescribable pain- of longing for him.

Then I woke up.
And all day after, I could not stop thinking about him. I became convinced, somehow that he was my Twin S-elf, and that if I wished hard enough, I could one day find him.
I probably hoped for this for many years, but then I realised I should grow up and stop believing in fairy-tales; allowing myself to be a prey to my own disillusions.

But I've been thinking, recently....what if I just interpreted this dream wrong in the first place, that he was actually a metaphor for something in my unconscious?
(This came to me during my 'Twin S-elves- do u believe' thread in 'soul unions').

posted March 18, 2005 03:40 PM         

I'll give it some thought.

posted March 21, 2005 02:18 PM         

If we look at this metaphorically, we must go back in time to when you were nine, at the time of the dream. What was your life like then? What was happening?

Did you feel powerless, lonely, lost?

I know it may be difficult to make connections that far back, and unless the dream reflected something major going on in your life, something you would remember (like divorce, etc.), it may be impossible to determine the root cause. I mean, at nine, there are any number of situations that could make one feel powerless/helpless and/or lost, things that, as adults, we wouldn't think twice about, you know?

Otherwise, there is the possibility that the dream was some kind of past-life memory fragment. Again, it is difficult to tell.

What do you think?

posted March 21, 2005 04:44 PM         

Anyway, I have decided on my own conclusion(harping on about it here in Lindaland has helped me!) that the boy in this dream was indeed a metaphor.

It's still possible that it could be part of some kind of fragment though, and one day I will go to have proper regression. I have such a great desire to find the answers; the evidence. Then perhaps one day my faith will be restored! (Until then I can remain as a spiritual skeptic!).

posted August 01, 2005 06:39 PM         

well, in one regression, someone went back to.....oh dear, i've no memory for factual data, dates, etc.....but anyway- he went back to a Time when they used to trick lads into coming to serve on ships where they were practically treated as slaves.....