The Inner Life

IN THIS Department will be given interpretations of dreams and visions of those needing to know their inner meaning. We reserve for it only those of special interest and helpfulness.

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I HAD a dream yesterday which I think gave me more proof that I am steadily advancing; see if I am correct. I dreamed I was pulling a sleigh up a high mountain. The sleigh was so heavy and the road so difficult that at times I had to carry the sleigh in order to make any progress at all. Finally I reached the top and started the downward journey on the other side. Although the road looked very dangerous, with precipices, crevices and dangerous curves, sitting on the sleigh I was able to regulate its speed by sheer will-power; I had it well under control and enjoyed it immensely.

Does it mean that the sleigh represented my mind, both being merely instruments for travel? Pulling it up the mountain with difficulty means the hard work one has to do before the mind becomes a perfect instrument for our use in life. Then on the downward journey, the mind has become a most obedient servant. As I directed the sleigh through sheer will-power, so now I am in full command of my mind, and can make it think what I want it to think and enjoy the peace and comfort I have intended for it.

Your dream was a perfect illustration of the present situation with you. Just KNOW then that the way you have taken is going to be exactly as you were shown in the dream. From now on you are going to be the “boss” and are able to control your thoughts and even to enjoy every experience that comes. The sleigh represents the consciousness of your mind that was so heavy with the thoughts of lack and limitation you were with difficulty pulling along with you; but believing in the truths that you had been taught, you persisted until you reached the top, when you found from that higher viewpoint that all of the things you were carrying on the sleigh were illusions and had no reality at all.

Now, knowing the truth, the truth makes you free, and makes the mind your servant; for you pay no attention anymore to its old beliefs and desires, but you are requiring it to do what you want it to do. Remain always on the driver’s seat, and see that it obeys you, and the downward journey will be all that it was pictured to you.

SOMETIME during the night of Saturday, November 14, and before 4:20 a. m. of Sunday, November 15, I was out of the body. I was in my own bedroom and standing by the radiator, about seven or eight feet from the bed. I was functioning in a male body and was dressed in a dark gray suit. I was bending over doing something. I think I was bending over a satchel as a Doctor might do, but I do not know that I was an M. D. However, I was facing the window, but not looking out. As I said I was bending over doing something.

Then I stood up and turned to look at the object on the bed. And it was myself, stretched like a corpse and dressed, it seemed, in a flannel ette gown (this I never wear). By looking I assured myself that the position was satisfactory and I went on about what I was doing. I did not see the face of the man or of the figure on the bed, but it seemed I knew they were both me. I was awakened at 4:20 a. m. violently ill, and was very sick for several days.

Your dream was but to show you that you are not your body, that part of you that was lying on the bed and which, following the dream, felt so sick. For as shown, you are able to get out of your body and be in that positive state pictured by yourself in a male body like a doctor, able to look at his patient and to know just what is wrong with her.

Do you realize that it is wholly possible to free your mind from your body even as you were then, and be in a consciousness where you can look down upon it exactly as you did when you were seemingly in a male body?

If you faithfully study the teachings you are receiving, you will see the possibility of reaching that stage; and you will gradually be lifted into it through knowing and applying the truths we are sending you.

ONE NIGHT about six weeks ago I seemed to pass out. My heart had been aching and threatening to give up for quite some time, and I had gotten to the place where I did not want to live any more. Suddenly I was conscious of it beating very weakly, stopping, then starting again very fast. My fingers cramped and I could not open my hands. Then I was conscious of not being able to see because of a white substance which seemed to press against my face about as much thick. I thought then I was free and I ran toward the door, calling someone. A woman and a man met me inside the door, and put their arms about me. I was telling them all about it, but they rushed me back to the bed from which I had risen, telling me I must do something. There were many others back of them, but I could not see them.

This experience evidently was a real one, resulting from your illness and your not wanting to live any longer. It looks very much as if death had drawn near, from the white substance pressing against your face and your leaving your body and attempting to pass through the door into the other life. You were met, however, by loving helpers, before going through that door, who led you back into your body on the bed, telling you your time had not yet come, as your work was not finished and you must stay and accomplish that which awaited.