Dear Cynthia,
About 31 years ago, I had a dream that baffled me completely. In the dream, I had died. I had the sense I was hovering over my casket, looking down, but not at myself. I saw my father sitting near the casket, and a room full of people. I could hear muted talking, laughing, and bits of conversation. My father was able to hear and talk with me. He was the only one I actually interacted with. No one else could see or hear me. No one seemed to question the fact that he was talking to me; in fact they didn't even seem to notice. I asked him where I was and how I got there. He explained that I had died in an accident. I was behind a logging truck, riding in a car as a passenger, a log slid off the back of the truck came through the windshield and hit me in the chest, it went through me. I died instantly and had felt nothing. I was mostly concerned about the truck driver and made dad promise to tell him it was not his fault, and that I am okay. The truck driver was taking it very badly. I wanted Dad to console him. I woke up crying, tears of joy and my heart was full to bursting. I felt so full of energy, happy, joyful even. Tears just rolling down my cheeks. I carried that feeling with me for hours!
I don't remember knowing or asking anything about the driver of the car I was in. I never actually saw myself lying in the casket; I just "knew" it was me.
Thank you,
Bonney Milan - an Infinite Quest member
Dear Bonney,
Yours is a very intriguing dream, thank you for sending it in. Probably most compelling is the feeling of compassion you had for the truck driver and the feeling state you carried out of your dream. That part is a beautiful example of the basis of true religion, loving kindness and compassion for all. In the language of dreams a death, most often, has to do with transformation. So I’m wondering what was shifting for you 31 years ago? A part of you was “dying” to allow a new aspect of self to be born or launched. The fact that your dad is the only one who can communicate with you is significant. Ask yourself how you would describe him to uncover what he symbolizes in your dream. Or think back about the qualities of your relationship at that time. Was he the spiritual one? The one who truly understood you? Or the one you always wanted to make proud?
The vivid detail and emotional component of the logging truck accident feels like an actual past life/parallel life experience. If it was, then perhaps the soul who was your father was a part of that existence as well. He may have been the truck driver, for instance.
If not, we’ll break it down symbolically. Being a passenger in a car means that you have (had) turned your power over to another. An accident is an unexpected, in this case tragic, happening. Logging truck, wood for construction is being transported. However a log becomes a cause of death. What ingredient in your life was still in the raw state and potentially harmful? I’m also wondering if your father was the only one that observed or believed in this potential danger? Any vehicle can represent your body, or where you are at that point in your life, were you feeling like a utility truck, something that was primarily involved with carrying stuff back and forth to where it needs to be, going through the motions of life?
So, lots of questions here, but tinctured down, your dream for me means that you were feeling that you were not in charge of your own life, (passenger seat) you were more of a work horse than a cherished being, (logging truck). You wanted a change, and saw your father as someone who could see and understand. You may have had a glimpse of another life where you were reminded that death can be a blissful experience, surrounded by love. This may have given you courage to carry on in this lifetime.
Additionally and most importantly, your dream is a gift from the Creator allowing you to feel Divine Love. Can you imagine how this world would be if everyone came from that heart space all of the time? Thanks so much for sharing.