|When you deeply connect
with your dreams, something very unusual starts to happen; you
might start to notice that certain dreams are starting to manifest
in your waking life. It is like the boundary begins to dissolve
between dreaming and waking, between the inner and the outer,
and you begin to realize that your inner process has spilled out from
inside of your skull and is incarnating itself in the form of
your actual life.
This is the crucial moment in your healing. If you don't recognize
that you have literally dreamed up your inner situation in
your outer life, you will react to the situation like it's out
there and separate from you, once again becoming conditioned by
it, which is to simply perpetuate your woundedness and stay
stuck. This is exactly the same thing as falling into your unconscious
or being unconsciously absorbed in a dream.
On the other hand, if you recognize that the universe itself has
shape-shifted in a very dreamlike way and presented you with
exactly the opportunity you need in order to work towards
your wholeness, you have stepped through the doorway into genuine
healing. You have literally become lucid in the dream of life.
An experience that revealed this insight to me happened in the
spring of 1993. I was having dinner in Sedona with my girlfriend
at the time. All of a sudden, I had this incredible insight
about a dream I had about five years ago. In the dream, I had confronted
my father, angrily telling him "You don't respect boundaries." In
the dream, I brought up a number of other dreams that illustrated
how he didn't honor my boundaries, such as the dream when he barged
into my therapist's office without knocking. And the dream where
he kept on pouring water over me while I was sitting in the bathtub,
even after I asked him not to.
That night in Sedona I was deeply realizing the truth of how my
father had trespassed my boundaries in a way I never had before.
I began to passionately write down my insights in my journal, and
at the moment I had started to write down the title of the dream,
which I called "No Boundary," something unusual happened. At that
exact moment, the guy from the next table literally comes up to
me and grabs my notebook out of my hands and starts reading it!
Astonished, I look at him and say "Hey, that's my personal journal."
We look at each other andhe mutters an apology, giving my journal
back to me. He goes back to his table, gets his coat and walks out
of the cafe. And dissolves back into the ether, I'm sure.
In this multi-leveled synchronicity, boundaries between inner and
outer and between dreaming and waking were dissolving. It
was like I found myself enacting a dream. The universe had
shape-shifted in a very dreamlike way and presented me with the
exact situation that I was trying to work through in both the dream
with my father as well as in my life. I further realized that this
had always been the case, I just hadn't recognized it before.
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