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RPNR

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Forced to jump off a bridge
« on: January 17, 2015, 08:36:04 PM »
Dear All,

This is only my second time here.  I had another strange dream, and if anyone can offer some direction, that would be great.  I am not sure of the meaning of this dream.  I will be honest and will admit that I have been contemplating about my life a lot. It seems that I do this about a few times a year and with the new year I have been reflecting on my relationships and my career goals. This morning I had a dream which I remember very vividly. I found myself in a warm climate and was exploring the area (funny because I am supposed to be going to PR a week and with all the work that I have been given at the work I am not so sure that I will make it).  I was on a bike riding through a town, there were palm trees and many people out. I rode by homes, shops and a cemetery. I felt good and asked engaged in conversation with the locals as I was passing by. I am generally very open and sociable person so this was not a surprise. I felt happy and content. I did however came to a stop where I wanted to get to another side of the town which was separated by a river. There was a bridge there.  There was not a walk way for pedestrians so I thought for a minute thinking that I could easily retract to find a better route to cross over as I could see land in the distance.  A woman appeared and mentioned that others just climb and make it across. With little thought I put my bike down and climbed up and well then made the plunged and crossed over. It was very easy to. There was no fear associated.  When I then tried to gather my belongings and exit a door. I thought it would lead me to the street but it brought me to the bridge again. This bridge was like a lot bigger, the structure was very solid. At that point I felt uneasy and I yelled to the woman and now a few others there that I had already did it. I was telling them that I had jumped and crossed so why was I there.  After a few attempts in trying to tell my story I figured that they weren't interested in listening. There was a a few others that were jumping. I was became afraid became at the point where this door led me was to the side of the bridge pillars.  They were too close so if I jumped I would most likely hit them and die before I hit the water. I thought carefully as to how I would jump. At one point I became desperate because I didn't think that I could make it without getting hurt but I said I have to do it because there is no way to the other side that that.  I took a leap of faith and jumped. I felt freed with no fear but the voices from below  were quickly becoming dimmed and  all of the sudden I woke up and my uncle was embracing me saying that I am okay. He apparently jumped in the water and saved me.  What does this all mean I am not sure but I felt like I died and it was not necessarily a bad thing :)

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Re: Forced to jump off a bridge
« Reply #1 on: January 19, 2015, 09:25:12 AM »
RPNR - Your dream suggests that you are exploring yourself by you own efforts. Your openness was something that enables you to receive from parts of you that would otherwise not respond, so you see the river. The river is the feelings that flow through you or we are immersed in; the process of life in our body, connecting with emotions, sexuality and changes of mood; the flow and events of our life or destiny.

But you set out to cross it to get to the other side, which means a great change reached by personal efforts - which you make. Crossing a river is often a representation of death - in your case the experience of facing death.

The process of our inner growth faces us with meeting death again and again. For each experience is a leaving behind old values and beliefs as the new life emerges. Here is a part of a mans description of his experience of death.

I know there is death
For I died
Under my father’s hands.
And death was the loss
Of everything,
My children –
My life,
My work,
My woman,
Gone – to be no more.

In his arms
My father carried the
Empty shell of me,
The corpse of what I had been.
And he lay it upon a
Heavenly meadow
Where dwelt
The potency of all things given.
All that, in my life,
I had given to others,
And all they had given to me,
Began entry into my dead form
To become its life.

I wonder was your uncle dead, or has he been a major influence in your life, for it was his influence that caught you and helped you through this experience? See http://dreamhawk.com/approaches-to-being/questions-2/#Summing

You have the courage to journey on into the world within you. It is an excellent way to realise your real truths about your relationships and career goals.

 Tony