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Dreams


Artist: Dale TerBush

Dreams are another source of God’s guidance. What are dreams? I believe that they are events that happen within the realm of our soul. The soul is our spiritual body, which really is an embodiment of God’s Spirit within us. It is this divine Spirit that enables us within dreams to “see” the future, while our physical body sleeps or is at rest. Dreams first occur within the spiritual mind, and then transfer into our physical mind during sleep. Dreams can be warnings or some can even help us solve problems of our own. So a dream is essentially the soul’s journey to another world, in order to receive spiritual guidance.

Pay attention to the spontaneous images that come in the “twilight zone”. The twilight zone, as is often described, is the point between waking and sleeping, where the two lights meet. You may receive strong impressions during this time. The general belief is that dreams are messages or visions from God. They can give us physical as well as spiritual awareness.

Actually this is one of my favorite topics. From my childhood I have had meaningful dreams and have come to rely on the guidance within my own dreams quite seriously. They have not failed me yet. Dreams are beautiful. If you can only pay attention to them, then you can understand the meaning behind each dream. They usually bring meaningful messages. This is really one way of connecting with your inner self. I now know the meaning of my dreams right away and they provide truthful insights into the near future. If anything, I’m more aware.

Through dreams, I slowly became attracted towards a greater sense of spirituality. This is because my dreams foster a greater connection to and love for God and the guidance he is providing me. More and more my conscience has more respect for these messages obtained through my dreams. Through these experiences, I realized that I am not alone at anytime, day or night. I have the higher power within me to help me and guide me.

A dream can be related to the past, present or future. They can be spiritual, physical or subjective dreams:

1. Subjective dreams: usually they give warnings (soul world); tell us what is going to happen.
2. Physical dreams: happen when your body is very tired or stressed, anxious or if one use’s drugs.
3. Spiritual dreams: our soul visiting the spiritual world. The spiritual mind (soul) is always trying to enter into the spiritual world.

In sleep we have chances of interconnecting with our soul, so that we can get valuable messages and insights. Most people don’t take dreams seriously, I encourage everyone to pay a little attention, and then you will know how much dreams can help you in your life.

In the bible, it says there were many prophets who received messages from God through dreams and visions. Moses, Job, Abimelach, Isaiah, Paul, John etc are examples of individuals who relied on their dreams.

Dreams interconnect messages between two worlds, the spiritual and physical worlds.

Dream life is full of messages. It opens us to the spiritual way of life, so that we can improve ourselves and live closer to God. We only see physical objects with our physical mind. With our spiritual minds we can only see spiritual objects. When the physical and spiritual minds interconnect, they provide the ability to differentiate between what is good and what is bad, so that we can live our lives with peace.

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