Dreaming of My Sisters

I dreamt last night that I got lost in the woods and separated from Meredith and also Kristin, my sisters. Eventually, there they both were and a few people were with them. Then Meri (what I call Meredith, and Krissy, is what I often called Kristin) and I run towards each other and embrace with tears and Kristin is so happy and comes and embraces us both too. The three of us stand there hugging. I then explained how my batteries in my mobile phone died at a certain point and then I just couldn’t find my way back, and this is how I was lost.
Then, I had something with me that tasted like Krimpets (Tastycake’s Butterscotch variety) and I gave it to Meri to try because she doesn’t know what they are, and I gave some also to Kristin, though she knows what they are. Next, we are all walking back to somewhere together, and I wake up.

What do I make of this dream? I dream of my family so often and it’s quite difficult for me. I love my sisters, dearly. I love them more than they understand that I do. But, we are not close emotionally and the love is blocked. When Meredith and I embraced in my dream, we were so excited, happy, and relieved to have found each other again, and when Kristin joined in, it also was so loving. It felt so different than how it actually feels to be near them. It’s like they were free of their bondage for a moment. They were light and had joy running through them. Their souls were not so heavy and burdened, with walls of energy around them. It was like we were all free to actually connect. It was like seeing their unburdened state, the them that exists if they were healed, so loving, so wanting and able to connect in a raw and vulnerable, compassionate way. And like there was unconditional love and an unbreakable soul bond between us.

Maybe this was a meeting back on the soul plane that I needed, since how our relationship is so painful for me in this reality. Perhaps, it was that we are all lost and disconnected due to this reality, but on the soul level, we are still just as connected as always, and I needed to feel that to help me understand in this reality.

Then, the Krimpets seem significant because they were one of the most delectable, forbidden treats that I loved as a child that I was either not permitted to have except rarely, but that I coveted and saw others at school with. They are so creamy, joyous, scrumptious, and unique. In the dream, they are given to me, and I share them with my sisters, because I want them to understand, and to feel the love and joy and nourishment.

At the end, we are all walking back, “somewhere,” “together.” I think this has multiple meanings. First, we are together, which is what we actually are, even though in this reality we appear so separated. And we are walking back, which I think means that we were visiting another realm for this soul communicating experience, and then were going back to our current realm, and so it’s to show that we are never really, truly disconnected, and that this experience here is happening for the reasons it needs to. But, that our love and connectedness is actual reality, no matter what is happening here on Earth.

I can rest in the solace that their souls know and feel we are connected and that there is so much unending, unconditional love between us.

But… I miss them. I wish we could talk, laugh, have fun together. I wish it could feel safe and good, joyous and free. I miss them. I love them.

Why is it that I have the ability to see the way it could be? Why do I have the ability to see and feel what someone’s highest, most joyful, happiest self is like? What they feel like, pure, without the weight of the lessons they are learning. This has gotten me in trouble and caused me much pain in my life. At the same time, I’m grateful for it, because I think it is why I still love, even when all material evidence visible seems to indicate love is not warranted. But, I know that it always is.