Dark thoughts, threatening events
|Through dreams and contact with the other side Göran expands his understanding that something more is going on.|
I saw what was once seabed all around me. I saw big sharks writhing. What had previously been sea was now land.
I saw animals struggling in the water. There was now water where there had previously been dry land.
I was a mine disposal expert. There was one single mine that I and another man had to disarm.
It lay on the ground, not like other mines, it was in a box with a small hasp on it.
The other man stood by my side, a little behind me. I lifted the hasp very gently, then put my hands on the side of the lid and lifted it very slowly.
It felt like it was a kind of Pandora’s box.
In the box were many gears and various other small gadgets. No explosion occurred.
I knew even in the dream that it was a dream. I thought it does not matter if anything happens, because it’s just a dream.
I was just about to take a ride in a large boat. There was something special about it. Just when the boat departed several people threw themselves on board from the back. They managed to board at the very last second. I did not know if they were allowed to come along.
The captain arriveed, a person full of energy and power. He was watching it all. Suddenly I recognized one of the last to arrive. “What are you doing here?” I asked him.
I think that in retrospect they probably were allowed to come along. We found ourselves out at sea, I had not even noticed that the boat had departed.
I think I am in too much of a hurry sometimes before I go to sleep. I do not always let my thoughts catch up with me.
I will try to take it more easy.
A man was chasing a woman, eight months pregnant. She was soon to give birth. This man was always around her. It seemed as if only I saw him. Others had no idea of this man’s existence. He was watching her all the time.
But it was not the woman he was interested in, just the child the woman would soon give birth to. This man hanging after her would somehow invest in the little child when it was born. It is difficult to find words to explain the feeling.
I followed this man to see what he was doing.
I discovered him in a building with many corridors and small side rooms. He noticed that I was shadowing him and he tried in every way to lose me.
But I continued to follow and eventually I got hold of him. I took him by the chest and stood him against a wall. I told him that he should stop harassing the woman.
Then it was time to go to the hospital to give birth. I followed the woman into the car. But what she did not see was that the man sat next to her again. He looked hopeful.
The woman laid down to give birth, the man was standing next to her. Whatever I did, I could not make the man go away. He was just waiting to enter into the child.
There was a terrible hunt on for me. The person chasing me was by all means going to kill me. I was extremely dangerous for him. This man had a variety of weapons.
A woman who was close to me sacrificed her life for me.
It was the most terrifying thing a person can go through. It felt as if all the negative forces in the cosmos had conspired together to scare me.
But they cannot quell my thoughts however they behave. I know their secret and that is what they are so afraid of. I lay in bed a long time afterwards to recover. Quite an ordeal it was.
I was out walking. It was very barren, hardly any vegetation at all. I saw a man in front of me, and a thick wall. In the middle of the wall was an opening. I walked through it and stopped on the other side. I looked over a huge valley with low slopes on each side, a completely wonderful valley. There were small houses and farms everywhere. It looked well ordered and exuded peace.
No people appeared. Suddenly I saw something like a long wound, it seemed very old. The wound was stitched together with black stitches.
It felt as if something was forgiven, some old misery that finally made up and now was ready. It was as if I had brought two souls together so that they could finally understand and forgive.
I found myself in a large one-story house. At the far end, or if might have been in the basement, was a room that was always closed. I wondered what was in this room and opened the door. It was quite dark. A dog came rushing out through the door at high speed. Another came out after a while, then another and another and so it went on. Finally, a small shaggy dog that was completely crazy came out. It ran like a mad person back and forth, I believe because it was so happy.
I thought logically. I wondered how they could have got food and water and where they went to the toilet. They had been closed in for so long.
I understand, it feels good.
I visited a man in prison. It was not really a prison, but a self-imposed exile. This man was in a bit of a quandary. Sometimes he didn’t know what he should do. He knew a few things. He did not always know if he was doing the right thing. However, he made his own choices as far as he could and was willing to put up with having things that way.
I visited him, gave him comfort and help him to move on. This self- detained man sat on a chair and received my support and help. He was very grateful as he only now and again or seldom got visitors.
When I said goodbye, he seemed to be more full of energy. The visit helped him understand that which previously had been so diffuse.