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wondering if there was any meaning behind a dream i had...
A few years ago all i had seen of budda was the little laughing buddas you can find in walmart for $5.25. I had an odd dream a few months ago and i thought nothing of it at the time. But recently i've been having second thoughts about it.
It [my dream] began when my mother took me to another country because of somthing at work. i wanted to look around the area outside of the hotel and she said i could. I left the hotel and looked around an open air market. i turned a corner and 3 men tried to rob me, so naturally i ran. i ran through countless alley ways and found a stone door, i opened it and ducked in, the three robbers wouldnt enter seemingly because they were afrsid to. ignoring this i continued down a long stone passageway of black marble. I enterd a large room filled with water and a large golden statue on an island of marble [which was pretty much a black slab of marble that rose maybe 2 inches above the water] i heard the men behind me and i dove into the water and swam to the island and hid beside the statues arm. [the statue itself was made of gold and was thee size of a 6 foot man sitting indian style] the men stopped at the door and refused to go any further as they scanned the room for me. I sat behind the staue shaking with fear, i leaned against it and it was soft, as if the statue was not made from gold at all but as if it was an actual person. I put it to one side of my mind until the statue moved its hand onto mine as if to calm me [and quite frankly it did work]. the men left after a aountless amount of time and i moved to sit just before the staue and looked at it puzzled, it motioned to the water ad cupped its hand and motioned as if to pour somthing on its arm. i took the hint and cupped some of the cool water in my hands and poured it onto the statues arm as directed, the gold washed away and i watched it trickle off of the slab and into the water and it gathers i a golden pool around the slab. i looked back at the arm and where the gold had washed away was skin, i cupped more water into my hand and was about to repeat the process but i woke up.
As i said i thought nothing of the dream until i had to do a report on it in my world geography class and stumbled upon a statue of budda that was in hongkong. so since then [this was about 3 months ago] i had been searching to some place that might tell me if my dream ment anything.
so what are your opinions?
thanks for at least reading my post ~Miya
It [my dream] began when my mother took me to another country because of somthing at work. i wanted to look around the area outside of the hotel and she said i could. I left the hotel and looked around an open air market. i turned a corner and 3 men tried to rob me, so naturally i ran. i ran through countless alley ways and found a stone door, i opened it and ducked in, the three robbers wouldnt enter seemingly because they were afrsid to. ignoring this i continued down a long stone passageway of black marble. I enterd a large room filled with water and a large golden statue on an island of marble [which was pretty much a black slab of marble that rose maybe 2 inches above the water] i heard the men behind me and i dove into the water and swam to the island and hid beside the statues arm. [the statue itself was made of gold and was thee size of a 6 foot man sitting indian style] the men stopped at the door and refused to go any further as they scanned the room for me. I sat behind the staue shaking with fear, i leaned against it and it was soft, as if the statue was not made from gold at all but as if it was an actual person. I put it to one side of my mind until the statue moved its hand onto mine as if to calm me [and quite frankly it did work]. the men left after a aountless amount of time and i moved to sit just before the staue and looked at it puzzled, it motioned to the water ad cupped its hand and motioned as if to pour somthing on its arm. i took the hint and cupped some of the cool water in my hands and poured it onto the statues arm as directed, the gold washed away and i watched it trickle off of the slab and into the water and it gathers i a golden pool around the slab. i looked back at the arm and where the gold had washed away was skin, i cupped more water into my hand and was about to repeat the process but i woke up.
As i said i thought nothing of the dream until i had to do a report on it in my world geography class and stumbled upon a statue of budda that was in hongkong. so since then [this was about 3 months ago] i had been searching to some place that might tell me if my dream ment anything.
so what are your opinions?
thanks for at least reading my post ~Miya
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Firstly let me compliment you on having a very poignant dream.
Some of the sangha here will tell you this dream is an awakening - others will tell you it means nothing.
What is really important is whether or not you truely think this dream has meaning.
So I will ask you:
What does the dream mean to you?
if i only knew.
I want to thank you for sharing it with us: it led me to an interesting meditation.
BSF's question is a wise one (quelle surprise!) but I would like to say that this 'feels' like a big dream and you might find it useful to explore it. If you think that one of us can help, why not send a PM?
I got another shock today at work when a young lady that I took an order from feinted. I saw this man with a t-shirt with the Thai flag on it. I said,"Sawadee" which is hello. He responded with ,"Sawadee cup sabaidee mai?" which means hello how are you. As soon as I said,"Cup sabaidee." which means I am good, the lady just fell forward on her face. Everyone ran over to see if she was ok, and I ran to the phone to call 911.
It was really strange the way it all happened. I eventually left work early, and I decided to relax by checking the forum.
p.s. That is quite a dream you had MiyaCrane. Maybe it means that Buddhism is the right Path for you. I don't know. It's intriguing nonetheless.
p.s and thank you for all your replies, its nice to be able to post some where and not have you head bitten off.
http://www.buddhanet.net/
http://buddhism.kalachakranet.org/
http://www.saigon.com/~anson/ebud/ebidx.htm
http://mahamakuta.inet.co.th/english/b-way.html
http://www.accesstoinsight.org/index.html
Links (Listening):
http://www.mettaforest.org/Audio%20Dhamma.htm
http://www.dhammatalks.org.uk/index2.htm
Take your time and read whatever is easy for you to understand. Skip anything that seems too difficult. Just see if anything sounds good and appeals to you. If it does, study it a little more. If it doesn't, then just leave it aside.
Sorry, I don't interpret dreams. Some dreams are just dreams. Others involve things in people's subconsious that I couldn't begin to delve into without knowing them. Some may be more, but I cannot say for sure. I wish I could be of more help.
My deepest sympathy for your loss.
Mourning is mourning. It is a pianful process through which mind and body both go. If, perhaps, we were well-practised and settled in the View, such storms in the ocean would not affect us as deeply, although HHDL wept with us when we spoke of my wife's (then recent) death. And the Taras were born (in the stories) from the tears shed by Avalokiteshvara.
Buddhism is often, in the West, portrayed as a path of dispassionate coolness. Nothing could be further from the truth. The Ven. Thich Nhat Hanh writes:
Please accept my condolences on the loss of your dog, Willie. I have been lucky enough to have had a special pet of my own, a little Toy Poodle named Dior. Dior was picked out by my mother, but he decided he wanted to "choose" me as his "special human family member." LOL! He was a great dog and he lived until the age of 16 years. I was inconsolable for some time after his death. Dior was, of course, the entire family's dog but he and I just had a special relationship. Anyway, I am sending prayers and comfort your way. Take care.
Adiana
That night I had a vivid, startling dream in which I held a vein between my fingers and felt its thinness like cooked spaghetti. The difference between life and death is that small.
Not very uplifting words, I'm sorry.
I always dismiss most dreams as simply being dreams.
Dear Miya
Thank you for sharing your remarkable dream with us.
I cannot interpret your dream. I don't think anyone can interpret another persons dream.
Perhaps the dream is symbolic. Perhaps it represents the future. Or an alternate reality, something that is yet to be..
May you find the answers.
Best wishes, and hugs
May you find what you seek..
Hope
Dear Spacey
I had a mental breakdown and severe depression when my dog died. I think I have a rough idea of how you feel.. Wish I could help you feel better..
if you would like to chat with me or if I could help you in any way please tell me.
If you are suffering from depression please seek advice of others and/or counselling. Don't suffer in silence..
Prayers and best wishes
Hope
Well Buddha does describe certain dreams and their significance... I think he described them as visions. I think he described his mother having a dream which fortold his birth
(http://www.bactervira.com/WisBib_07w1/17BUDD_Y_07w1.htm)
In Buddhism dreams do appear as fortelling future events, and with symbolic significance..
[note - above just from what I remember.. ]
Okay, Comic.
Tell me one of your dreams and I'll tell you what I think about it.
-bf