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Forgive me if this is the wrong forum for this but i had a question about a very vivid and symbolic dream that has kept with me and i have not forgotten it or its details for years.
The fact that i have not forgotten it seems to me to be more than just a dream. I was too young at the time to understand the symbolism, nor had i learned a lot of what it meant until today.
I was only around ten or twelve at the time, but i can remember it like it was yesterday and i am 17 now.
It starts off with me and my family (all 10 of us) in a garden, which seems like a waiting place for judgement, of heaven or hell. we are sitting on a stone bench next to a pool of water with a waterfall in the center and two high balconies on both sides of the walls of the pool. An angel stands on each balcony, keeping to themselves reciting the ‘Hail Mary’ prayer to one another.
At first the dream is sort of harmonious and peaceful. But as time progresses in the dream it seems to get worse. First off at times i am looking down at the dream area, which isn’t very large, from an overhead kind of view. At other times i am seeing things through my own eyes. at one point in my overlooking the area, the focal point of the dream seems to be the angels and the pool with the water fall. As i study the waterfall, this is where it becomes a little disturbing and ‘nightmarish’ the angels seem to be praying to hold the devil himself underneath the pool where he can do no harm to the ones outside. it seems like these angels are guarding him from escaping.
After seeing this I am seeing through my own eyes and interacting with my family enjoying a nice conversation. But I am aware now in the dream of what the pool holds. I see my sister swimming and panic, I get up and am yelling at her to get out when she starts to cry and is pulled under. I jump into the water and manage to get her out, but am still in a panic because it seems that the devil has a grasp on me. I lose all control of my own body and cannot resurface, but am being pulled deeper and deeper. The angels from the balcony, or new angels, im not sure, attack him and hold him down, and i am able to resurface. My family seems utterly unaware that anything happened. and I don’t bother to say anything, naturally had i been in full control of the dream I would have. But it seems that I’m not in control of myself, just viewing an event through a character’s eyes.
my view changes once again, and suddenly, it seems i am left with two doors. one ice bluish portal and a red flame portal to choose to enter. There are voices and before i even make my choice i am pulled toward the red flame door by some unknown force, again i am not in control and pass through the red portal going down a hallway, i realize in my own head that this is the hallway to lead me to hell, and am in complete panic and struggle to get out. A hand is to the door of the portal offering my to grasp it, i do, and it pulls me out of the red portal. After deliberately choosing the other blue door, the dream sort of fades out and i cannot recall anything else from the dream, only that i woke up shaking and sweating.
Now for the symbolism that i see today:
The times being pulled in by Satan, a savior comes to stop the evil. Thus, Jesus dying for the sins of my past, and allowing me to be saved.
The prayer keeps the devil at bay.
When we fall into mortal sin, we can still be saved and go to heaven through a savior just by ‘grasping His hand’
My helping my sister ‘you are your brothers keeper’
and the whole judgement garden thing.
I have done a lot of contemplating on this dream, and still am not sure how it could have been produced by my subconscious at such a young age. I am sure it is possible. and i am inclined to just believe it was a dream.
If anyone with insights on my story would like to share please do so. I am eager to learn more about this.
Please no obvious statements like, “it’s just a dream, created by your thoughts feelings and actions in the previous day.” I want insights to the religious viewpoint of the dream. If there are none, i will be more inclined to think that it is simply the dream of an imaginative mind.
Thanks.
The fact that i have not forgotten it seems to me to be more than just a dream. I was too young at the time to understand the symbolism, nor had i learned a lot of what it meant until today.
I was only around ten or twelve at the time, but i can remember it like it was yesterday and i am 17 now.
It starts off with me and my family (all 10 of us) in a garden, which seems like a waiting place for judgement, of heaven or hell. we are sitting on a stone bench next to a pool of water with a waterfall in the center and two high balconies on both sides of the walls of the pool. An angel stands on each balcony, keeping to themselves reciting the ‘Hail Mary’ prayer to one another.
At first the dream is sort of harmonious and peaceful. But as time progresses in the dream it seems to get worse. First off at times i am looking down at the dream area, which isn’t very large, from an overhead kind of view. At other times i am seeing things through my own eyes. at one point in my overlooking the area, the focal point of the dream seems to be the angels and the pool with the water fall. As i study the waterfall, this is where it becomes a little disturbing and ‘nightmarish’ the angels seem to be praying to hold the devil himself underneath the pool where he can do no harm to the ones outside. it seems like these angels are guarding him from escaping.
After seeing this I am seeing through my own eyes and interacting with my family enjoying a nice conversation. But I am aware now in the dream of what the pool holds. I see my sister swimming and panic, I get up and am yelling at her to get out when she starts to cry and is pulled under. I jump into the water and manage to get her out, but am still in a panic because it seems that the devil has a grasp on me. I lose all control of my own body and cannot resurface, but am being pulled deeper and deeper. The angels from the balcony, or new angels, im not sure, attack him and hold him down, and i am able to resurface. My family seems utterly unaware that anything happened. and I don’t bother to say anything, naturally had i been in full control of the dream I would have. But it seems that I’m not in control of myself, just viewing an event through a character’s eyes.
my view changes once again, and suddenly, it seems i am left with two doors. one ice bluish portal and a red flame portal to choose to enter. There are voices and before i even make my choice i am pulled toward the red flame door by some unknown force, again i am not in control and pass through the red portal going down a hallway, i realize in my own head that this is the hallway to lead me to hell, and am in complete panic and struggle to get out. A hand is to the door of the portal offering my to grasp it, i do, and it pulls me out of the red portal. After deliberately choosing the other blue door, the dream sort of fades out and i cannot recall anything else from the dream, only that i woke up shaking and sweating.
Now for the symbolism that i see today:
The times being pulled in by Satan, a savior comes to stop the evil. Thus, Jesus dying for the sins of my past, and allowing me to be saved.
The prayer keeps the devil at bay.
When we fall into mortal sin, we can still be saved and go to heaven through a savior just by ‘grasping His hand’
My helping my sister ‘you are your brothers keeper’
and the whole judgement garden thing.
I have done a lot of contemplating on this dream, and still am not sure how it could have been produced by my subconscious at such a young age. I am sure it is possible. and i am inclined to just believe it was a dream.
If anyone with insights on my story would like to share please do so. I am eager to learn more about this.
Please no obvious statements like, “it’s just a dream, created by your thoughts feelings and actions in the previous day.” I want insights to the religious viewpoint of the dream. If there are none, i will be more inclined to think that it is simply the dream of an imaginative mind.
Thanks.