The dream we were all weeping.

[Robert Denham]

Father,

forgive me for being so earthly.

Mother,

forgive me for being so cold.

Sister,

forgive me for ignoring you.

Brother,

forgive me for thinking you are not strong.

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I had a dream so vivid and true the other night, I jumped from my bed. I woke with my heart beating from my chest, yet was more than happy to have now found I was simply dreaming.

I drempt I was on an island many years ago, before anything or anyone. The earth was still cooling down from it's creation, yet I was able to walk the hot sands along the shore line. The water would boil and steam away into vapour as it rushed the shore. I walked and I walked what seemed like forever. I came to a end of the island, where there was a sand bar I would wade my way through. At the end of this mile or so long sand bar was another island, tall with a singular centered mountain. I walked though the boiling water that crested the sand bar, I walked and I walked for that mile with not an ounce of pain. Each step produced a large rock behind me, as if it grew out of my footsteps.

When I reached the other island, I started to climb the mountain that centered the tiny island. It was hot and full of gases, steam, and large boulders that gave way as I stepped on them to reach above and beyond them. They rolled down the steep mountain side and crashed into the waters, forming new connective land masses to this little island. When I reached the top of the mountain the sun was directly overhead, and I could see it was not a mountain, but a volcano with a spiral stair case leeding into its belly. I walked down the staircase, and there at the bottom was a man, on hands and knees, weeping.

I asked him what he was crying over, and he said; "For all that is lost, forgive me."

Over and over again he would weep and chant these words:

"Father, forgive me for being so earthly. Mother, forgive me for being so cold. Sister, forgive me for ignoring you. Brother, forgive me for thinking you are not strong."

I sat down beside him and just watched him weep and chant, weep and chant. Soon I found myself feeling his pain, he sorrow, and then soon I found myself weeping like this man and chanting the same words. As this went on, another man came down the staircase and asked us; "Why are you weeping?" and we said, "For all that is lost, forgive us." The man sat down as I did befor him, and watched us in silence weep and chant weep and chant. Soon we heard him weeping, and not long there after chanting the same words as the two of us.

Soon after the man had joined us, we noticed a woman making her way down the long stair case. When she reached us, she stood over each one of us, inspecting us all one at a time. Then she too asked; "Why are you all weeping?" We in unity answered her; "For all that is lost, forgive us." She stood puzzled for a moment, and then quietly sat down beside us. It wasn't long befor we heard her weeping, and shortly there after she too chanted the words; "Father forgive me for being so earthly. Mother, forgive me for being so cold. Sister, forgive me for ignoring you. Brother forgive me for thinking you are not strong."

So there we sat, the four of us weeping and chanting, weeping and chanting, all in unison. After a while, a large crowd of others could be seen in the rim of the volcano, watching, listening to the weeping and chanting. One by one they walked the long stair case and down to where we all were. Then each one took their turn and quietly sat down beside the next person, posed the question of why are you weeping, and apon recieving an answer they too began to weep and chant, weep and chant the words;

"Father, forgive me for being so earthly. Mother forgive me for being so cold. Sister, forgive me for ignoring you. Brother, forgive me for thinking you are not strong."

The volume of the chanting and weeping grew to such a level it vibrated the walls of the volcano, and even the earth below us, but no one stopped weeping or chanting. I sat there among many, weeping and chanting those words for a very long time; "Father, forgive me for being so earthly. Mother, forgive me for being so cold. Sister, forgive me for ignoring you. Brother forgive me for thinking you are not strong." There I sat, weeping and chanting, weeping and chanting among thousands of people the same one chant, over and over again.

When I thought I could weep no more, I awoke.

I awoke weeping and chanting the words;

"Father, forgive me for being so earthly.

Mother, forgive me for being so cold.

Sister, forgive me for ignoring you.

Brother, forgive me for thinking you are not strong."

[Robert Denham]

Thank you TE Locke.
I also fent it was a message for everyone and not just myself. That is why I posted it.
Every night, I have 4 to 6 rememberable dreams, I'm a dreamer, a good one. I can remember most of my dreams, but this one I felt was worth sharing.

How I read it is this:
We are all children of the source God, our Mother and Father, and because of that we are all brothers and sisters. We all share the same spiritual parents, whether we are born of Adams race and the Father God, or whether we are born on the Dananns and the Mother God. They are merly two halves of the same one whole that waxes and wanes in power and submission.
We must all unit under the same one understanding that no matter the name of God given, it is all the same one source, and because of that we are all family, brothers and sisters. We should stop ignoring one another, stop thinking each other is weaker, and unit in a global spiritual understanding to further ourselves mentally, spiritually and emotionally. For all is truely one.

[Tara]

Thank you my friend. For me this is a mediation requesting harmony: To our Father sky for keeping our eyes focused downward instead of breathing in his majesty; To our Mother for turning our back on her requests; To our sisters in the oceans we ignore despite their cries, To our brothers around the world we have failed to enjoin in the greater work - the work of alignment to spirit. This dream, to me, is not only just for you, but for all of us, another call, asking us to find our work, our personal lives in greater harmony with Great Spirit. Blessings to you Elvensong blessings for the life within and without.