Dreams?

I think it might seem useless but Lehi's dreams have been heeded and shared in written format for ages, and have significant meaning. I have been taught that my dreams are meaningless, but If I am going to disregard other teachings why not disregard that and try to figure out, in my own way why to my last two dreams.

I made my daughters a dream pillow and believed that if I told them the dreams would come true then for them, as children with uneducated great faith, it just might. My oldest child got mad. She said she dreamed of flying but has tried and cannot. I was perplexed, maybe everyone is right because they tried it before, hmmm. Well, I told her just to enjoy it in her dreams. Maybe she inhrited her skepticism from her father. He always denied full resposibility for his dreams. So we decided that they were just an opportunity for our spirits to act out our thoughts unhindered by mortal laws. hmmm...

Ok, so I had used my dreams to access my brain, in history (westen Civ.) I would not have suficient time to study, so I would glance at each page of my notes putting it in my memory somewhere, then call it up later during sleep to study. I knew nothing was lost, it was all in there somewhere.

But my two latest dreams have been extrapolated events how I must've imagined them, and I had to make sure they were not true because they were so vivid. This morning I woke up so mad I was even giving thought to a response, until I concluded that it was a dream.

In my second drean I recieved an email in response to something I had said while masking my identity. I figure it was just a fear of being discovered, no biggie. but it was so nasty and snide. It said, " I never met you in Dallas. " and " I don't know why you think that you have anything to even think that I would be slightly curious to read. Go away!" My resoponse would have been that it is all so rediculous, I have never even claimed to be important nor thought it. I have also never even implied to have met is Dallas. I have only been there on lay-overs for flights, but I had dreamt that I was in a strange sort of public place with an old friend of mine from college who now lives in Dallas. It was very surreal, I was glad it wasn't real. I was not acting like myself. I thought of my daughter, surely there must be something that I, like Cinderella or Barbie, could enjoy about dreaming.

I bet what I felt was similar to those dreams people share of being Naked in public. I bet they are glad that they only dreamed it and didn't do it, but I think it is something they, though not aware, had thought of and placed the idea, comeon, let's be completely honest here, Everyone knows that you have thoughts that you think are safe in your head that sneak out in your dreams and shock you.

It was only a dream, I got very nice emails, this morning as is usual, nothing to worry about ever again, unless dwelling on it in this blog brings it back again, crud!