posted on Oct, 17 2023 @ 09:06 AM
Had one of those dreams the other night that had a good feeling to it.
I dreamt I met (again) a childhood friend who I haven't seen in decades. A few years ago, I learned of his passing; he wasn't particularly aged.
Unfortunately, we had not communicated again since we last saw each other long ago, and I was surprised by how deeply his passing moved me.
In the dream, we were both of the age I am now. I was in an apartment about three stories off the ground, and the buzzer rang. I avoided answering
the buzzer control and went to the window overlooking the main entrance to the building. He was there, and I called out that I would come down and
meet him.
And so I did. We greeted each other, and then I woke up.
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A small bit of background is that years ago, I tired of realizing I hadn't thought about people I knew who (had been friends or colleagues, and) had
passed on, for long periods of time. So I initiated a habit of actively recalling each of them for a few moments once a week. It is a minor
spiritual activity that leaves me feeling better for having taken the time to remember those who with whom I gladly interacted. This friend in the
dream is one of those that I actively recall.
The symbolism of us being on different stories I took to be a way of depicting us being on different planes of existence now. I am still of this
world, he has moved on. Yet, I wonder if the agency of dream-space allowed us to once again acknowledge each other, if only for a brief moment.
He is not the only old friend I have dreamed about recently. Perhaps this a consequence of becoming older and seeing life with a broader
perspective.
Cheers