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dying in a dream part II

April 6, 2012

So, they say you can’t die in a dream.  Or, at least that’s the old wive’s tale that I always heard- you die in a dream, you die in real life.  But last night, I dreamt that I died and clearly I’m still here to tell the tale.  Also, this is the second time this has happened to me, so either I’m the luckiest person around or more information is needed.

I don’t remember the first time I died but last night’s is still fresh.  I  purposely allowed death to arrive.  I was on a ship, an old wooden one.  I was fully aware that it it was in present time, though.  I knew the ship was collapsing and I didn’t want to wait for it’s slow departure.  I understood that I was dreaming and that death wasn’t possible in dreaming.  So I leapt off the side and the water surrounded me.  And I thought something would happen, something other than death.  And then I breathed in and there was this feeling of everything being sucked out of me entirely and I knew that was my final breath.  And I woke up, heart racing, gasping.

So, research afterwards has led me to find that you can, in fact, die in a dream (duh).  And it is actually a catalyst for significant change in your life, deep, personal, inner change.  So, I’m glad I chose it.  I didn’t wait for that ship to sink- I leapt in and met change, scary in its uncertainty, head on.

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