Being a good person
I have friends who believe that the dead speak to them. I even have one who has given me messages from my Granny. So the dream I had Saturday morning had enough impact that I had to write it down. Immediately.Several of us were sitting around Granny's living room "picking" things. (Rather the way my mother, aunt, sister, and cousin actually went through Granny's jewelry box after she died.) Granny was sitting there right next to me and kept saying with each of the things that she picked up that she would sell it and "put it all away for you kids" (meaning her 6 grandchildren).
There was once that I picked something up just to look at it. It must have been my turn because then my brother Jeff, thought I was done and he took one of the things I really wanted. (It was a little wooden box/small chest of the sort that would sit around in the floor. I didn't recognize any of the actual objects in the dream.) I didn't make a big deal, but Granny saw my face or something and said again as she picked something up, "I'll take all this stuff and sell it and put it away for you kids. And when I do I'll buy you one." My only thought was that I don't really want or need a small wooden box, it's just that that one has been here in this house for as long as I can remember. At that point I woke up crying.
In that state where you realize you're dreaming and that conscious decisions and thoughts will cause you to wake, I realized that yes, I have attachments to the familiar things that have been long-time props in my life, some of them for over 30 years. But I already have THINGS of hers. Far more than physical possessions, what really typified Virginia Pirkle Elder's life was her goodness and striving for Right. With all of my work at the fire department. I already DO good. I'm lucky that I get to DO good all the time. I want to BE good.
Whether the dead speak to us or not, my dream was a reminder that she was always willing to give me anything. She certainly would have been willing to give me this lesson.
There was once that I picked something up just to look at it. It must have been my turn because then my brother Jeff, thought I was done and he took one of the things I really wanted. (It was a little wooden box/small chest of the sort that would sit around in the floor. I didn't recognize any of the actual objects in the dream.) I didn't make a big deal, but Granny saw my face or something and said again as she picked something up, "I'll take all this stuff and sell it and put it away for you kids. And when I do I'll buy you one." My only thought was that I don't really want or need a small wooden box, it's just that that one has been here in this house for as long as I can remember. At that point I woke up crying.
In that state where you realize you're dreaming and that conscious decisions and thoughts will cause you to wake, I realized that yes, I have attachments to the familiar things that have been long-time props in my life, some of them for over 30 years. But I already have THINGS of hers. Far more than physical possessions, what really typified Virginia Pirkle Elder's life was her goodness and striving for Right. With all of my work at the fire department. I already DO good. I'm lucky that I get to DO good all the time. I want to BE good.
Whether the dead speak to us or not, my dream was a reminder that she was always willing to give me anything. She certainly would have been willing to give me this lesson.