Truth in Dreams
The other night I had a lot on my mind as I tried to figure out how to react to a stressful situation in my life. I was trying to figure out what I should do, what was my responsibility, what was the right way for me to act in the world, how to best respond, what my goals were in the situation, etc. After several restless hours, I finally drifted to sleep.
In the morning, I awoke with a dream image — a handheld chalk slate that had been written and erased before the word TRUTH was scribed. I had to act as the truth of my core prompted, which for me is one of listening, witnessing, asking questions in such a way to make people reflect, connecting, and expressing what is of value of the heart of a situation.
Mine is not always the most active role, and it is often not a role of telling, but of listening and reflecting back to others, and of finding the places where extremes can find their balance, hopefully harmoniously. Sometimes I am successful; sometimes not.
On a side note: I’ve been very “Hod”ish in my studies recently. “Truth” on a chalk board seemed a fitting message.
Mine is not always the most active role, and it is often not a role of telling, but of listening and reflecting back to others, and of finding the places where extremes can find their balance, hopefully harmoniously. Sometimes I am successful; sometimes not.
I think that you’re successful more often than you realize!!
January 17th, 2008 | #
I aspire to take the role of listener, mirror , balancer. I suspect it is a learning that will take a lifetime.
January 17th, 2008 | #
I like how before “truth” was written on the slate, something else had been erased. It implies to me that our inner truth is always evolving.
January 18th, 2008 | #
Thalia had a great observation. What did truth replace? I find it funny that you don’t see your role as active. You are one of the best Active listeners that I’ve ever met. It creates the strong sense of active involvement and presence.
January 23rd, 2008 | #