My journal of small revelations

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07 Jan 08

Even though New Years Day is just another day, and January is just another month, there is something about it that feels like a fresh new beginning. This is especially true for me this year. Thinking about the butterfly made me go deeper inside. So I thought I’d try and think deeper about the 3 dreams I had in December. I had called up Prathima [my sister] and Ma (and whoever else would listen) and told them excitedly each time I got each of those dreams, and they agreed that they are beautiful dreams, but now I think there may be a deeper meaning in them for me. So I started looking for any books that seemed like they might have answers for me; I started looking up dreams and interpretations on the Internet, and started watching and listening for signs. I learned that the language of the soul is in

symbols, and that what I saw in my dreams might have deeper symbolic meanings than just a superficial dream. I think the give-away was how they made me feel afterwards.

 

I’ve always heard that Swami doesn’t appear in dreams unless he wants to – so the first dream seemed straightforward enough.

 

[For reference: The Loving Mother

The setting was in Prashanti Nilayam, a warm summer afternoon. Akhil and I were running and playing in the area between West Prashanti 4 and 5 buildings, under the shady trees. Akhil was running, and I was chasing him – we were both laughing. He climbed up a water pipe, and onto the balcony of the second floor. I was about to follow him, but looked up and stopped abruptly, when I saw Akhil [my son, 9] stop abruptly – because Swami was sitting at a table, eating lunch. He looked up and saw each of us.

 

It was a simple dream, but it felt beautiful and real. It felt like he was looking over us, as a mother would, watching over her children at play.]

It was more a feeling of what I saw and felt – that he was a mother watching over his children.. I am so grateful for his grace, because I don’t know what caused it to shine on me, but he did shower some grace-dust on me with that dream, and as I’m finding out – that was just the beginning – a hint of what is to come – lots of new beginnings.

 

 

Now the pearl dream – that seems like it’s loaded with symbolism.

 

[For reference: The Pearl of Wisdom

Hanuman, in glorious colors, so beautiful and real, deep-dove out of an ocean, and brought out a big perfect creamy white pearl, and placed it in my hands.]

I was so excited to find out all that it meant – a pearl itself symbolizes the human soul, but also inner beauty, purity, wisdom. Does it mean that I’m being granted a glimpse into wisdom? And the ocean that the pearl was brought out of, is another symbol with spiritual significance – it is a representation of the higher spirit, spirituality, tranquility, renewal. And above all, the pearl was brought out by Hanuman himself, who symbolizes strength, courage, wisdom, faith, and staunch loyalty to Rama. These three powerful symbols came through in such a beautiful dream. Every time I think of Lord Hanuman himself deep-diving into the ocean to bring me the pearl, and granting it to me, moves me to tears - tears of gratitude, tears of ecstasy. And even though I gleaned this symbolic information from

thinking and digging, I still feel that that’s not all – that there’s more to this dream that’s still hidden, and will eventually unravel itself as time goes on. I feel that the symbols are just signs, that the actualization of the dream and what it means is the real thing I’m looking forward to. I’m amazed that such a simple dream is so powerful!

 

The third dream again, seems straightforward – that I’ve been granted a vision of what meditation could do – awaken me.

 

[For reference: The Light

I was sitting in the Puja room, singing a Devi Bhajan, and there was a bright bluish white light in the middle of my forehead, the size of a coin.]

This dream nudged me to start meditating, so I started to, without knowing how or where to start, but just simply sat quietly each morning. I used to try and meditate (if I can use that word for what I did, or do) on and off through out my life, but with no real understanding or depth to it. I never really felt anything because of it, so I eventually gave up. But this dream prompted me to start again, and even though I heard and read that having an experience like the one in the dream usually comes after intense meditation, even just starting to meditate started to open up something inside me. Paramahamsa Yogananda describes something similar to what I dreamt about – “During deep meditation, the single or spiritual eye becomes visible as a bright star surrounded by a

sphere of blue light that, in turn, is encircled by a brilliant halo of golden light. This omniscient eye is variously referred to in scriptures as the third eye, the star of the East, the inner eye, the dove descending from heaven, the eye of Shiva, and the eye of intuition”. Even though it was only a dream, it was another beautiful dream that I’ve been granted, by the grace of God.