On July 20, 2022, I had a dream of my brother that I wrote down, but didn’t analyze at the time. Reading it now, I am not sure what the meaning was, but I hope by focusing and reflecting about it, I will get further insight.
Walking with a quick pace down moderately busy downtown streets with my brother, I am dodging a wide variety of people including the occasional homeless who are panhandling. I’m so lost in my own head that we aren’t talking and I sometimes even forget that my brother is walking with me.
What had me so preoccupied? I wish I remembered that part of my dream, but unfortunately those details escape me. In real life, I can have incredible focus to the point that I lose touch with everything going on around me, but I don’t think this particular scenario has ever happened to me before when I’m out walking with someone. I also cannot think of a specific time when I was with my brother and I was so lost in my thoughts that I forgot he was with me. What came next in the dream is what felt like the longest part.
When I remember he is with me, I look around to check exactly where he is, seeking the simple comfort of his presence reassured that he is with me. Glancing around me, searching for his tall figure, sometimes I see he is to my right at the far inside of the sidewalk while I am closer to the street edge, with a couple people between us; sometimes he is directly to my left a step behind me with his head looking down at his feet lost in his own thoughts, or more often he is a few steps behind me off to one side or the other.
Since this was the bulk of the dream, I wonder if this is the most significant part of it. The only thing that I can think this means is when I sometimes feel alone or miss having his support in real life. That even though I feel that way, he is always with me. I may never actually know when his spirit is with me because obviously I can’t see him, but there is a knowingness that he is around me. There is another level inside that somehow senses his presence whether it feels distant or as if he is as close as he can get like he is giving me a virtual hug. I can’t help but wonder if there may be times when he is around and distracted doing whatever his soul is destined to be doing, but he is still actually there for me even if it is only to have me feel an inkling of his presence.
At some point I decide to take advantage of the time with him, knowing we have a long way to go, hooking my left arm into his right arm I start talking to him. First we talk about him buying a house “Are you freaking out you are finally buying a house?! ” I excitedly ask him, only to continue talking with fervor answering for him, stating, “No, you’ve already bought two condos so are familiar with the buying process, but this time it’s an actual house instead a tiny studio or small two bedroom condo!”
I don’t actually recall him answering me or if we continued that specific conversation in my dream. The next thing I remember is a totally different conversation topic.
Shifting the conversation to work, I ask him to tell me what he’s been up to and he is explaining that he is working with a couple programmers, but I am not clear on exactly what he is doing with them. I respond that I wish I had access to a programmer because I often have ideas of what I would like designed or built.
And that was the end of the dream. When I woke up it took me a bit to rack my brain to recall some of the details of the dream. Once I remembered those details, the emotions hit me as they usually do after I dream of my brother.
What struck me this time was how I felt frustration for a couple things. One was that I had wasted so much time in my thoughts, not talking to my brother. The other being that I didn’t realize that he was dead as I usually have in the past dreams. When I know that he is not alive while in my dream, I take advantage of my special time with him, the rare moment when he can cross his world to meet me in mine no matter how brief it may be. When I’m lucky I’ll talk to him about something that is currently going on in my life or at the bare minimum, I take advantage of meeting him in this other realm to hug and tell him how much I love him.
If you think this dream was trying to tell me something different than what I interpreted, then please share through comments. I would love to hear different perspectives of what other messages my brother may have been trying to convey to me through this dream.
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