I have discovered I can travel in my dreams! It isn’t a myth, in our sleep, the dreams we have are real, energy exchanges. Last night, as I set myself with the task of sleeping, choosing to forego the sleeping pill – I was well aware that I was also choosing not to block the nocturnal visions and voices. Sometimes for me it just seems easier to take the sleeping pill, having been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia, sleeping is, and has always been a rarity. Before I had children, I had the luxury of sleeping from time to time, so I value my sleep time even more these days. I now understand, in knowing Kim, that the nocturnal fits I have, body buzzing, whirling images and noises, are actual energy exchanges, as well as energy releases. Not all dreams have deep and profound meanings, or messages of clairvoyance, but certainly there is just as much activity at night as there is during our ‘waking’ hours – if not more. When you think of it, for most people, lying down to sleep at night, is the one and only time we allow our bodies to rest. However, while our bodies are resting, there is much mental activity at work. As I drifted off to sleep last night, knowing I wouldn’t get that ‘deep’ rest without the sleeping pill, I started having conversations with Kim. I don’t recall what we were doing, or talking about now, but at the time it was fun, and just as magical as the time I spend with her in the waking hours. Intermittently, during my Kim time, I would pop out of that space, into a space where I was playing with my daughter, having a great old time, or catching up with my hubby. I realized during these delicious dreams, feeling more awake than asleep, that the night time can be a very productive time. It can be time to meditate, rest, and still spend time with our loved ones, while also healing past wounds and relationships. Much of what we don’t say, or might be afraid to say, while awake, comes up in our dreams. We are given the opportunity to freely be ourselves, and stand our ground, defend our rights, and even do unlimited things – like flying.
At 3:00 am, I sat up fully awake, feeling like I hadn’t slept much, but had done a lot of journeying. Throughout the night, I was coughing and coughing, as I have been wrestling with a cold for a week. Again, all the good stuff was comes up at night. At one point, while playing with my daughter, I realized my son wasn’t visiting me in my dreams. So naturally, I began to look for him in my dream. I couldn’t find him, and I started to grow concerned. I said to my husband, “where is Nate?”, but somehow I knew I was over-
reacting and that he was okay. I knew instinctively that he was venturing in his own dream worlds. Within what felt like seconds of thinking this thought in my dream, of worry for him, I awoke to my son screaming for Mommy. “I want my Mommy!” He insisted that he come in bed with me and cuddle. We had such fun cuddling, that I found myself not wanting to go back to sleep, despite the coughing and being ‘tired’. At one point he looked to me and said, between putting his fingers in my nose, and messing up my hair – “Mommy, are you ahh’right mommy?” I said, “yes, mommy just has a cold.” To which he replied, “Mommy, drink your water mommy, please.” After he said that a couple of times I got up and got a glass of water, having been told that was what I needed. When I came back to the room, he brushed his hand over my throat and cheek, my eyes were closed, and I felt the most delicious, happy, tickling sensation in my throat and across my cheek. At the same time, my coughing eased up, my throat felt more at ease, and I realized he was giving me healing energy.
This connection, between dream time and wake time, is so miraculous. When there isn’t time during the day to accomplish problems, we can tackle them in our sleep, and if we can’t be with someone in our waking hours, we can always visit them in our sleeping hours. But, it seems that if you really need (not want) to connect with someone during your waking hours you will. I was looking for my son in my sleep, and he woke up to find me. Instead of me mothering him, he was mothering me. Our Dreamtime, is a profound time of healing and connection, whether the dreams appear profound or not, whether we remember them or not, in our dreams we have unbounded potential and power. We are free to be ourselves, free of the limits of time and space.
In truth, we are all connected – even in our dreams.
Krista Wiaz
