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dream (Rachel in pain, Micah dead)


I dreamed about Rachel for a long time last night -- very odd. You haven't read me mention her before because I haven't really thought about her in years...

We were in the same homeschool group when I was about 14, and I idolized her. She was everything I had always wanted to be -- beautiful, intelligent, a talented artist, an advanced ballet dancer, a musician (she played violin, which I used to want to do but now I hate the sound), very friendly and confident and popular. But rather than envying her, I wanted to be her friend. I would cry myself to sleep at night (many, many nights) because she was so important to me and I didn't mean anything to her (that I could tell, anyway). I would have given anything for her.

Then we went to a week-long summer christian camp together (with a small group of other mostly-homeschooled kids) and all of my cherished imaginings were shattered. I was a very judgemental person at that time (and yes I know I'm not perfect now but I'm a hell of a lot better than I used to be), and she just plain wasn't acting like the Christian she had claimed to be. I had the idea that she was very godly, so I felt betrayed seeing her totally uninterested in God or worship and acting in a way that I thought was very arrogant and mean to both me and the other girls who had come in our group. She learned that I had a crush on a guy named Josh and one of the other girls had a crush on another guy, and she flirted with them in particular -- at the time I thought she had to have been doing it on purpose, but now I can see that it could have been totally subconscious. I didn't merely dislike her -- I hated her for destroying the false image that I had adored. Fortunately, that very week I became best friends with Rebecca, who was everything I had thought Rachel was and more -- so I hardly thought about Rachel anymore. She just dropped right out of my mind.

I thought and said so many horrible things about her, to myself and possibly Rebecca (who, true to form, tried to get me to see the good in Rachel). At this point I can't really understand why I hated her so much... I'm not the person I used to be, thank God, and I can't really understand why I reacted the way I did...

I thought she had it all. Now I can see how much she must have been hurting. No one looked beyond the surface -- everyone was content to see how beautiful and talented she was, and they didn't want to know her heart. I thought I did, but when I caught a glimpse of her true self I rejected her more forcefully than I have ever rejected anyone. I don't think she ever knew how I felt about her, neither the adoration nor the disgust.

A few years ago I was in Rebecca's neighborhood (which she lived in) and she happened to be out walking when I was standing outside (talking to Rebecca, I think) and she stopped and talked to me a little bit. She told me that she had always admired me -- which baffled me because I thought I didn't even make a blip on her radar. That made me think back on how I had judged her...

But I hadn't thought about her more than a fleeting moment in at least two years when I dreamed about her last night.

I dreamed that I was at her house, and from looking at her I could feel her pain, it screamed out at me. Her brother had died, but that wasn't the only reason for her pain -- some of it was as old as she was. There were others there, and I kept trying to get Rachel to come away with me so that I could talk to her. I was thinking to myself, "What do I have to offer?" still considering her worth more than me, I suppose. I thought I could tell her what I've experienced, and maybe she'd feel safe enough to share... I was too tentative, though. I kept waking up, and deliberately going back into the dream to try to help her.

Finally I gave up on the dream, because it had gone on for two hours and I couldn't reach her. I got up, called Ben's family for the number, and called her house... and got the answering machine after about a million rings. I'm not even sure if she's living there anymore, but I plan to call again tomorrow.

I take my dreams very seriously, because often that'd how God speaks to me. I've had many true prophetic dreams. Until he gives me a sign one way or another, I'm going to try to reach to Rachel. I owe her an apology anyway, for judging her so harshly. And right now, I can still feel her pain in my heart.

feelings: concerned
sounds: Goo Goo Dolls: "What Do You Need?"
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Comments
things_kc_says ══╣╠══
hmm...that was a strange dream.
writer_lilies ══╣╠══
I wonder if God tries to reveal things to me through dreams sometimes. I think so about 25% of the time. The other 75% are just there for interesting stories. Lol.

I hope she's open to conversation when you do get to talk to her.
belenen ══╣garrulous╠══
I think if they're strong enough to remain with me in the morning, they hold some meaning for me. I need to go back through my old paper journals and re-read all of my dreams to see which ones have come true and which ones are yet-to-be-revealed.
juansrx ══╣*kur1╠══
I f you want to apologize, there`s no time to loose!!, about your dream, pray asking for the most correct choice,
belenen ══╣garrulous╠══
very good point
tremontidood ══╣╠══
I understand how you take dreams seriously. I also feel that i s a way for God to speak to me. And then there are times when he is just talking through prayer.
belenen ══╣garrulous╠══
*nods*
kevloid ══╣╠══
did you ever cut your hair? I don't remember reading that you had.
belenen ══╣garrulous╠══
nope, I'm waiting until after the horseback shoot (we're planning some Lady Godiva-type shots).
kevloid ══╣╠══
ooo, sexeh! :-)

was that out loud? doh! :-p
shespoke ══╣╠══
I'm the same way about taking dreams seriously. I see them as a message from someone (normally people who have died) or God himself. I think it's good that you're trying to get in touch with her. I hope that she will pick up the phone or you're able to find out where she is now.

Side note: I hope mentioning that I sometimes have dreams which I attribute from people who have passed on doesn't freak you out. It's happened a total of 3 times in my life, but each time there was a message that needed to be given to me. The first time was from my Grandfather. I dreamed that I saw him at a party with my Uncle Frank who had died earlier. I was like 12 when my grandpa died. About a week after his death, I had this dream. I didn't know what to make of it so I told my mom. She started crying. She had prayed to God to know that her dad was alright and this she took as her sign - her daughter dreaming at him and talking to him and such. That's just one example. I feel I should make an entry on this or something now that I think about it. Hmmm...
carodus ══╣╠══
I had a similar sort of dream when my grandmother died. I felt unresolved about our relationship when she died -- basically I never felt like I had said goodbye properly. Then about a week after she died I dreamt about her -- in the dream we talked and told each other that we loved and would miss each other. When I woke I felt a sense of peace.

Personally I think that it was a gift from God - Him letting me speak to her for one last time :)

I understand perfectly where you are coming from.
belenen ══╣ethereal╠══
I think that's wonderful. And the bible says that every good and perfect thing comes from God, so obviously if it gave you lasting peace it was a gift from him. ;-)
belenen ══╣shimmering╠══
Nope, that doesn't freak me out at all. I think it's fascinating, I'd love to read an entry about it.
abstractfish ══╣╠══
a lot of my dreams come true too. though with me, I will dream up a scenario, or a scene, and it will become material eventually. like yesterday, I dreamed that I was at my desk using a green scale a while ago, and yesterday that exact scene happened, and I had the same thoughts I had in the dream again. talk to me about dreaming?
belenen ══╣shimmering╠══
Hm, reality dreams. Usually my dreams are heavily metaphorical -- but I like them that way. ;-)
rangoth ══╣╠══
Do you have trouble remembering dreams?
belenen ══╣shimmering╠══
sometimes. It usually depends on how long I wait before writing down the dream, although sometimes I forget them on waking, no matter how much I try to remember them.

The more spiritually awake I am, the more vivid my dreams are and the more easily I remember them.
invisibleglue ══╣ivlwingdancing╠══
It seems like Rachel may be insecure and hurting inside, because people who are mean and arrogant usually have something that made them that way. I think you should definitely check up on Rachel.
belenen ══╣shimmering╠══
That's the feeling I got from the dream too. I realized just how harshly and ignorantly I had judged her. I do plan to talk with her, on the phone at least.
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