Waking up from a dream, and a horrible one actually, which I guess would fall under the category of ‘nightmares’. A nightmare that kept me awake from 3.31 am this morning. Right now, as I am sitting here to tell you about it, the time is 4.21 am.
The dream is really short. Or maybe it was much longer but all I remember from it is me driving up a hill, far up, to reach the entry to a freeway leading to a long and huge bridge that was the only way across the ocean. As I reach the top of this hill and I can see the bridge, I realize that I am very high up, above the towers of the bridge. Then something happens…I feel like I am being pushed, pushed off the freeway, over the boundary, over the edge of the freeway, heading straight for the sea below. I am shocked! But instead of reacting to the shock, I think…Think about how landing on the surface of the ocean from this high up is going to be and feel to the body like hitting concrete from a very tall building in Manhattan. Even if I know this, I am not making a single sound, not a scream, not even a tiny peep. I find peace in letting go. In realizing that it is beyond my control. All I can do is surrender to the situation and its consequence. The funny thing is that as I am falling, I am no longer in the car but holding on to it from the outside but in a way that reminds me of getting a helium balloon on a string, only the car falls heavier than I and thus is beneath me in the air.
Before hitting the water, I wake up. Now I am just fully awake and can’t go back to sleep even if it
is still night, unless you are a baker.
Oh…I forgot to mention that the bridge I see is in San Francisco, and it is not the first time that I get to see this bridge in a vision. It isn’t red, so it isn’t The Golden Gate…It is Bay Bridge.
The last time I was there, it was in a vision where I see myself standing with my feet in the water, looking over at the San Francisco skyline. But for me to know where I was it was shown to me, back then, as The Golden Gate Bridge. Yet, even if I knew that that was where I was, I kept hearing ‘Los Angeles’. I was like: NO, San Francisco. Then it was spoken again: Los Angeles…and again I said, “No, San Francisco’. I am sharing this for a very specific reason, which I will get deeper into in just a sec.
Back to this morning…So, at 4 am I decided to get up, out of bed, into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee and have a very early day.
As with anything else I reflect upon it, analyze it and if there is something in it that others can use for their own reflection, I share it. Today I do and it’s because…Listen…
Often times in the occult, bridges are seen as indicators that one’s life is in transition towards a transformation. “Bridging” the gap of your present self towards your future self. Generally, bridges represent that most difficulties can be overcome. Bridges are spiritually associated with connection, letting go of problems or a person.
Usually if the bridge is high, scary, broken or in some way not normal this can suggest that the dreamer is feeling somewhat worried about the future. Which is not the case in my dream. I was planning to cross it but that was not the plan, apparently. Instead, I was pushed off. A bridge in a dream could be symbolic of connection, stability, and progress. Often, when bridges appear it could mean you are encountering a new start, travel, different way of life or a change or transition.
Falling is directly associated with moving ahead with something important there is also a sense of not wanting to. Especially if the dream ended up seeing yourself falling to death.
So, my dream, which in short was about driving high up to enter a freeway to cross a bridge. Likely the Bay Bridge in San Francisco. But instead of crossing it I fall off the hill, drive straight over the edge Remember that was NOT my choice, it was done to me by whatever it was. And I realize that I am falling into my own death.
The interpretation would indicate that this dream is about a connection to someone, a person, not a problem, since I don’t have problems in my life. It was a connection that took me high up, moving fast but ended quite suddenly, not by my choice, and left me in free fall into an emotionally deep and intense transformation.
Yesterday I had a talk with a friend of mine, which had a very strong indication that our connection really never was a friendship but for her sort of an addiction. Friday last week, she had been to couplescounseling with her husband, who is addicted to hash, and when the therapist asked her, where she was reflecting that addiction within her, my name came up…Hmm…So, my dream could have been about our connection falling apart.
By the way, every addiction has its roots in the ego, which means fear, non of which are real, because only what God has created is real, and God only creates with and in love. So, apparently my connection with her was established, on her part, in fear, not love...Because of that I knew it wasn't real, so it was easy for me to let go of it.
But it isn’t, and the reason I know is because I had seen this bridge before, not in a dream but in a vision during a meditation, and that was just before I met my ,now ex, who lives in Denmark during most of the year, the rest of his time he spends in his home in California, in a town between Los Angeles and San Francisco.
He recently ended our relationship. Not that I didn’t see it coming, I did, I just kept my faith in our love. But sometimes love just isn’t enough. Both in real life and in this dream, I surrendered to my present circumstances and let go in silence, in inner peace and in faith.
Something has happened to make this dream appear now. Because not long after we ended, only two weeks to be exact, another man showed up in my reality. A man I had talked to approximately 2 years ago. All of a sudden, quite unexpectedly, he showed up in my life again.
With our conversations I am healing through him bringing perspective into my life. A new and much higher perspective on how I deserve to be treated, what kind of man I deserve and how a strong and masculine man will treat his woman; first and foremost, with presence even if he is the most busy , innovative and focused man I have ever met. With utmost respect, attention, warmth, integrity, honor, care for the woman’s wellbeing and wants to make sure she does not lack anything. In this case; me!
Your dreams matter
When you dream, notice the content. Your dreams will tell you what lies ahead, how to deal with your situation and very importantly, it will teach you how you are actually feeling on the inside.
This will help you maneuver your waken hours. They will guide you to what is best for you. To the best outcome.
Thanks to my dream, I now know what is happening inside of me, in my heart, and even if it felt like a nightmare, I feel good about it, mainly because NOW I AM FREE in my heart. I know I have let go of what wasn’t good for me, and that I have embodied the fact that I do deserve better than what I have lived in this past year.
My final words on this topic will be these:
It doesn’t mean that my love wasn’t real, it truly was, and I would have kept standing by this man’s side to be his support through his troubles, because I had faith in our love.
The same thing goes for my friend, who I saw as a friend.
In both cases love wasn't the issue, fear was…
Fear doesn’t have to be a part of your reality, you can choose for it not to be, simply by choosing to love instead. The question is if you truly want to?
I know what I want; a life in complete love without fear, only trust, faith and freedom, which creates harmony and inner peace. Only high vibrational reality is allowed to be a part of my reality.
How to do it?
Well, that’s easy. Make the choice to love!
Remember that you are a unique expression of love and that you bring peace to the world by loving yourself.
Have a beautiful day - Namaste
[Source for dream interpretation: https://www.auntyflo.com/dream-dictionary/bridges]