Dreams & Visions

"Foxglove"

NOKO 

"The thing to be feared, above all else, is that good men would choose to do nothing in the face of true evil."

Awakening Dream ...

The most beautiful words awoke me from my two hours of slumber this morning.  Three minutes before my alarm clock was set to ring, into my ear a warm yet invisble voice did whisper ... whisper of words that wrapped senuous arms around a warm and sleepy me, reaching in ever so tenderly to touch my very soul. 

Image Source:  Rebeccatorrington.com

Artist's Title:  "My Dream"

It took me a few minutes fully come to my senses, finally realizing that I was alone and had been only dreaming?  The alarm clock yelling at me three minutes later helped to clarify matters, pulling me abruptly back into my waking reality.  I sat up and gently pounded the clock for ruining my dream.  If I hadn't had to get up and start my day, I would have hit 'snooze' and snuggled back into bed for a few more minutes, but I was up and sadly if I don't get up no one else does either.  I happend to have my iTouch on the table beside the bed though, so I took a few minutes and 'wrote' the dreamy words down, lest they later seem but a hazy receeding dream. 

Reading back over these whispered words now, it seems to me that there is a beautiful song in these sensuous words ... An intimate lovesong just waiting to unfold.  Hopefully, the rest of the words will come to me in time.  For now they are written on my heart, playing endlessly in my mind.  Soul synchronicty?  Seems to be happening a lot for me lately on many different levels, with different people, for different reasons.  Maybe these words are just the words I long to hear from afar or very near ... The universe works in mysterious ways.  Wish I could share the words of my awakening dream with you here now, but they are as yet unfinished.  Perhaps I'll share them when the song completes ....

And this image fits so very nicely with the words from my dream.  Do check out the website of the artist in the links provided.  This talented artist has several other exquisite paintings of a similar style and equal beauty available for viewing on her website:  Rebecca Torrington.  There is an inherent beauty in the human form when seen through the eyes of love --and not lust-- I believe so, anyhow ... didn't always feel that way, but I've come such a long way on my journey through this life thus far ....

Bilal: Ancient Dreams and Messages?

This photo was originally titled "Mysterious."

[It seems to fit well here?]

I have unusual dreams to say the least ... sometimes even waking visions.  Last night I cannot remember my dream in any detail, but I awoke with the most unusual name upon my lips ... echoing through my head:  Bilal. 


This name did not strike any familiar note for me, so I did an internet search and made a most interesting discovery.  Bilal was a freed Ethiopian slave and companion to the Islamic prophet Muhammad. He is considered to have been the first muezzin* chosen by the prophet Muhammad, himself, per the Wikipedia link that I found.  According to this source, Bilal "is said to have been one of the most trusted and loyal Sahabah (companion) of Muhammad. His respected stature during the birth of Islam is often cited by Muslims as evidence of the importance of pluralism and racial equality in the foundations of the religion."

[*A muezzin is "the chosen person at a mosque who leads and recites the call to prayer (adhan) for every event of prayer and worship in the mosque. Usually, in ancient years, Muezzins around the world will recite the adhan or call to prayer by the minarets so people around the mosque will hear him." (quoted from wikipedia via given link)]


I wish I knew what this name being upon my waking lips meant?  Or that I could remember the dream that went with it?  Sometimes my dreams occur over a series of days, so it is likely that this dream will return.  Hopefully, the dream and the meaning of this name will become clearer to me.  Perhaps, this name is a call for more intensified prayers for Peace and understanding in our chaotic world?  So often, I wish I had someone who could help me to better understand my dreams and  help me to figure out what it is that I supposed to do with the visions ... messages ... that I receive.  Mostly, I just keep journals and notes.  Sometimes it is a bit clearer to me who a message is meant for.


Awhile back I started a language course on Egyptian Arabic, for my someday dream trip to Egypt.  Life became hectic and I stopped the audio course, but I still have the CDs.  Level 1 and 2.  Maybe this dream is a call for me to resume learning this language?  ... The universe does indeed work in mysterious ways and I have often wondered why it chooses to speak to me so often?  Is it because I am awake and open to listening, I wonder?