The Still Small Voice

Besides asking your soul, during meditation, for its dreams for your life, you could also dream your answers during sleep. If you’re a dedicated dreamworker, you already know how to do this: to ease body pain, eat early in the evening and, upon lying down, ask for a dream or to dream about a particular something. Your subconscious and unconscious minds will soon work their magic for you, since this and soul's other "languages," as I call them, by nature exist to benefit every aspect of your being.

Upon waking, it’s easy to remember what feels like a meaningful dream if you lie still with your eyes closed and visually "replay" the dream before moving or beginning to think about anything else. Then write down your dream in a dream diary kept by your bed, leaving a wide left or right margin in which to jot down ideas that pop up now or later on.

I learned from my still, small voice how to interpret dreams and have had extraordinary success with dreaming and dream interpretation over the past 16 years. Check my Calendar of Events for a "River of Dreams" workshop in your area, or invite me to visit your home and present a workshop to your friends.

The passages below come from my book, The Voice of the Soul, and explain a good bit about dreams and how to interpret them. Perhaps this will awaken you to the power of dreams as I was awakened years ago. Dreaming is easily one of the richest sources of soul guidance and the most trustworthy, since the sleep state requires the opinionated intellect to get out of the way!

So, dream a little dream for us all, sang The Mamas and the Papas: "Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you/Sweet dreams that leave all your worries behind you/But in your dreams whatever they be/Dream a little dream of me."

Or better, dream of your wise, kindly soul, which the following passages claim will reveal anything you want or need to know. If you are willing, you can star in your own dreams and experience life in exciting new ways, as I relate in this excerpt:

"Despite my runaway work schedule and worry about my daughters, I walked my spiritual path with a sense of great pleasure: it was magical, wondrous, exhilarating. With the possible exception of my children, I was in charge of my life and my destiny, from tiny details to the grand scheme of things! I was beginning to believe, as incredible as it seemed, what the writings said about the mind shaping reality.

How could I not believe it? The writings pointed out that my life was stabilizing, and this was true. I saw linkages on my own, too, and as the passage of time drew more light into my being, I watched synchronous events manifest quicker and quicker in accordance with the depth of my desire!

I was delighted, then, but not surprised when the doors to my sleeping mind flew open in dreams. Old sorrows about my ex-husbands surfaced in sleep, and upon waking, my writings guided me to release blame, forgive myself and ask my husbands for forgiveness. In other dreams, I made amends for hurts to incidental people I hadn’t thought about for years.

It was a pleasure to attend this ‘school’ of guidance at night. Some dreams brought explicit health remedies, some related to child-rearing. Like most people’s dreams, mine had always reflected deep inner urges and, although occasionally meaningful, were usually a jumble of images. Now my dreams became a theater of guidance, and as I paid more attention to them, the symbolic ‘cast members’ cleverly cooperated by sharpening their acting skills and presenting vivid, memorable vignettes! It was almost as if the stage had been dark and empty before, but now, the curtain was going up on a colorful, full-blown spectacle. Each morning as I woke up, the cast of characters vanished, but the script was etched into my memory.

I was awake in an entirely new way. Beginning with the dream about my grandfather, I realized that not just ordinary life but my dream life, too, was a mirror revealing what I needed to see. In the years ahead, as light filled and began to heal my pain-racked body, I slept deeper and my sleeping mind was free to roam into higher consciousness and its intriguing world of symbols. These movie-like dreams were extraordinary, and I searched them for meaning by recording them in a dream journal kept by my bed. This helped me ‘read’ them better, but often, my dreams disappeared as I came awake. Eventually, I turned to my writings to retrieve elusive dreams that seemed especially important and, in doing so, discovered that this is the wide-open doorway to dream work. The voice easily interpreted my dreams, and I came to see that all of these ‘soul’ dreams held rich, wondrous complexity, but that I could gain access to their deepest levels of meaning only through my writings. I simply asked what the dream had been about, and the answers poured from my pen. I was amazed by the writings’ clear, convincing explanations of my dreams, and their easy relationship convinced me that both were taking place in higher consciousness.

In time, and with help from my writings, I came to understand that life challenges are portrayed in our personal symbolism and resolved in dreams by soul. I knew that everything in my dreams was a clue to an unsolved mystery in my life, to be unraveled from the meaning of the setting, action and characters–just as in a play. The key to grasping the meaning was knowing that each of the characters represents some ‘characteristic’ of or tendency in me. When a role is played by someone known in my waking life, their personal characteristics or life situation adds extra shades of meaning to the dream.

From these soul dreams, I recognized that we can interpret our waking lives in exactly this same way. In coming years, I would spend time at Choctaw Indian gatherings and learn how easily native people observe and interpret the signs and symbols in the natural world. They see that every thought, action, person, object and event in our lives carries relevant meaning; Great Spirit speaks in signs and symbols appearing to guide us through this waking dream that we call life. It was just as my earliest writings explained: perceiving life symbolically lifts us into higher consciousness through the mind of transcendence, our highest level of perception."

Excerpt from pages 66-68 of "The Voice of the Soul: A Journey into Wisdom and the Physics of God," by Judith Pennington

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