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Remembered a dream from a couple of nights ago. was in a pre-war factory-like setting, spinning (of all things!) and my grandma, who died almost 10 years ago, walked past me, with a faint smile on her face, kinda all aglow. She was younger than when I had known her, her hair a little longer, less lines on her face, and all powdered like she was going out.
Mom said (from her mediation class) that when you dream of someone dead, but younger than when you knew them, it meant that they were moving on to a better place. (not reincarnation tho'.) In which case this would be a goodbye dream and I'd not dream of my grandma ever again. so. i feel happy and hope that it's true for her, that she's going to place where there's peace, where there's no suffering... but i feel overwhelmed with sadness to think that i'd not ever see her again, even in my dreams. cos we always had this great connection, i've always felt that she was there for me. guess this is the bigger part of the 'letting go' lesson i have to learn.
bizarre thing happened today. one of my ex-colleagues and I always joke about him having 'fallen' for me, usually with the ending of him actually having fallen off his chair instead. very silly, i know. but things we do at work to keep ourselves amused. Today was just really strange tho', I reacted jokingly as per normal... but he seemed rather serious. Now I don't know what's going on. Think I should just continue to act like it was a joke... arghs..
Mom said (from her mediation class) that when you dream of someone dead, but younger than when you knew them, it meant that they were moving on to a better place. (not reincarnation tho'.) In which case this would be a goodbye dream and I'd not dream of my grandma ever again. so. i feel happy and hope that it's true for her, that she's going to place where there's peace, where there's no suffering... but i feel overwhelmed with sadness to think that i'd not ever see her again, even in my dreams. cos we always had this great connection, i've always felt that she was there for me. guess this is the bigger part of the 'letting go' lesson i have to learn.
bizarre thing happened today. one of my ex-colleagues and I always joke about him having 'fallen' for me, usually with the ending of him actually having fallen off his chair instead. very silly, i know. but things we do at work to keep ourselves amused. Today was just really strange tho', I reacted jokingly as per normal... but he seemed rather serious. Now I don't know what's going on. Think I should just continue to act like it was a joke... arghs..