I had this dream:
I went back in time to about 1993, to the time when I was eight. I was in my neighbourhood. The reason (my mission) for going back in time had nothing to do with my younger self. I can't remeber what the reason was. I know I was to avoid bumping into my younger self because of the repercussions. This point was strongly stressed through out the dream.
I was observing my surroundings when I passed my old primary school oval. I stopped because I noticed children on it. I looked at them and noticed one of them was me. In an instant I forgot all about not interfering and was overwhelmed.
I ran to my child self and began hugging him. I was overwhelmed with feelings of love and compasion for this child. Never before had I felt a connection with anyone so strong. I knew his pain. I knew his fears. I knew his loves. I knew his world. I understood him completely because he was me, and what's more; although he wasn't aware of who I was, I know he felt those things about me to.
This was a dream I had.
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