Wednesday, November 2, 2022

A dream about stones and floods

 Heyyy!

So I have been blogging here, I've just set them as a draft as they were much too long and mostly me getting my thoughts down. 

I have to say that the past two/three days have been a bit overwhelming. I couldn't even sleep the night prior due to having such a sad feeling for what happened in South Korea with the human crush. It's terribly saddening and all I could do was pray that the souls of those that had to go through such a scary thing, would be able to pass on peacefully. 

Then, a day later there was an incident where a bridge collapsed and 100+ people passed.

I started going over in my head the reasons why so many souls would need to return to the other side in such a huge sum, but I came up with nothing and could only assume that there's a reason. Recently I've noticed a surge in a large amount of souls returning to the other side. 

Suddenly, while I was lying in bed trying to fall asleep I started to think back to a dream I had about a week or so ago. I had two dreams in one night and I recall thinking that it was strange enough for me to write it down. The only issue was that I wanted to fall back to sleep and so I never  did write the date on it haha I did write a very very short description of what the overall dream was about.

The first was a "massive stone storm (landslide?)" is what I wrote, and the other I wrote "flooding of a building", but it was mostly a flood. 

I didn't think much of the dream until the following day that bridge collapsed over water and I thought back to the word "flood", or just water. The thing is that in my dream, I recall no one getting hurt. Yet, miraculously enough out of the 400 people near or on the bridge, only about 100 perished. 

Anyways, I did find it rather odd, mostly because I don't normally feel compelled to write down my dreams. Ever so often I'll do it, but sometimes I'm do groggy that I just don't want to. 

Well, even after the 9/11 and the tsunami in Japan in 2011, I'll spend some time thinking on those souls, acknowledging that they lived. That perhaps by doing so it pays homage to their existence. That despite the fact that we, the living, have no other choice but to continue moving forward in life, I feel that out of respect, it helps to acknowledge that there was an existence that once was, and will continue in my thoughts and heart.

I will never meet everyone in this world, but the feeling I have remains the same for everyone and it is that you are all special, and you all matter. It's my hope that everyone will eventually come to realize this, and that perhaps we will stop trying to compete with each other and proper live as one.

To any soul, and to the living, you will always have my shared sympathy. To this day, I always wonder what can I do to help, and someday, I hope it will be shown to me. Mostly it's my hope to help ease the burden a bit. But in the end, I'm only one person, so I guess this should be a shared opportunity for all of us to grow and love. Hopefully it comes to fruition someday. 

Please, rest in peace to any and all souls. And to the living, I pray that your heart be filled with light in order to help ease your sorrow or your grief. 

Mon