Dream about my Mother.
I had a dream last night about my late Mother. I truly believe it was a spiritual dream that was a part of my moving forward and completing a cycle of my life. It was like I needed to understand this to move forward.
I want to write about it while it is still fresh in my mind and even more so, fresh in my heart and soul, and when I can still feel the essence of it.
My Mom has been gone since 1993 and I am totally comfortable with it. Of course I miss both her wisdom and presence in my life, but basically I understand death is very much a part of life and that life continues to go on. However, the experience I had in my dream, really impacted me and made feel that a final step, or completion had occurred in MY life.
So what happened in this dream to make me feel this way?
In my dream, I was back at my home where I grew up (but not really lol… you know how dreams are… I was there but it was not THE house). I was finishing my last year of high school or something but only had a day or two left and decided not to attend that day. I headed to a bedroom and there was my Mother and she was lying there very sick and groggy. I was so glad that I had stayed home so that I could be there for her.
Now here’s where it gets emotional and impactful to me. I lifted her head in my arms and I kissed her face over and over and just held her. This is something I had not done in life. I held her the way I hold my own daughter that she has never met. I held her as a Mother holding my Mother.
In reflection of the dream, I understood, at a deeper level, the cycle of life and the different roles we play at different times and the circling of it all. I understood it at the level of compassion, with understanding and insight, and with the true essence of the magnitude of love involved. I was no longer a child of a Mother who has passed on. I became the Mother of my Mother and I knew my daughter would also one day direct that type of love to me.
Many people harbor feelings toward their parents and their upbringing. In this dream I was shown that we are all experiences and we are all one. We are like butterflies flitting from moment to moment and experience to experience, playing different roles in the best way we know how, but at the end of it all, it is truly love that is our nature.
The love comes through whatever channel we have open as we express ourselves as Mothers or Daughters or Sisters etc., but it is really the same essence, just filtered through the current role or expression of life we are experiencing at that moment.
I hope to never forget this remembrance and I hope it also helps others to feel compassion, understanding and love at its deepest core.
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