Category Archives: Death & Dying

My Dream of Dealing with a Psychopath and Calling in the Coroner

June 11, 2018
Recently, I dreamed of being in a large hotel-type place and in the dream I am in a room with an elderly woman who is handicapped physically but very alert & intelligent mentally. It’s not clear why I am there although it feels like she knows something about a crime her husband is involved in or something like that and I am getting info from her at the same time as helping her with some of her physical ailments, maybe even cleaning her space.
Anyway, at one point she positions herself on the couch in a bit of a contortion and she asks me to massage sore areas on her back which I proceeded to do (at that time someone comes up from behind me but I don’t pay them any attention) but then she turns herself around without alerting me and she loses her balance and she hits her head on the floor and when I reach to help her I see the blow killed her. I quickly put her head back on the couch pillow and shout to the front desk to call 911 even though I know she needs a coroner not paramedics.
I stand up and go to the door and the attendant gives me thumbs up that paramedics are on their way and when I turn to look back I find that the elderly woman is sitting up in a wheel chair. She is fine. I am confused because she had been dead and I approached her cautiously and turn her around towards me. Then I see the woman is black and shorter and was not the tall white woman who I had just been talking with, however the other person in the room is saying this is her and I know it isn’t. On the one hand I am relieved because her not being dead was better for me because I don’t want the questions from paramedics since I am the last one to have seen her alive. If she is not dead then I will not get questioned. But this woman is not the same woman and the man is up to some sort of hoax and he wants me to play along.
I am afraid of him and I had no idea what to do next and how to be prepared for when the paramedics arrive. How will I explain what was going on? They aren’t even trained to be able to really understand what I am trying to convey.
My analysis:
The truth is the man in the room is a psychopath and his aim is to try to make me look crazy. He tries to do this with everyone he knows. The reason psychopaths want to discredit others is because they want to make their own Selves seem more important, more valuable, more powerful. However his gimmick doesn’t work. He would have wanted me to go along with his charade when the paramedics arrive & pretend this actress is the woman I was helping. Most likely this tactic is a part of his crime. Psychopaths are criminally minded and create illusions to hide their true motives & true actions. In the dream, I am trying to think of how to tell the truth of what had happened without him harming me or the woman he is bribing to lie. In real life, this is not an issue so much since I’m usually able to help a lot of people who are dealing with psychopaths in their families or work places and the outcomes are always positive. In the dream I am also wondering what happened to the real woman? Where did he hide her? Can I find her & help her? If I called the coroner would they help look for her?
The metaphor of a coroner appearing at a crime scene with a psychopath is perfect because the job of a coroner is to confirm the time & cause of death. They are trained to see through the illusions, lies and manipulations of psychopaths & criminals. Not only that, but they have the responsibility to assert their observations and report their findings. A coroner coming into the room would expose the psychopath’s illusions and likely cause his anger to rage. What does a psychopath do when he’s angry? Seek revenge? Seek to destroy anyone he views as a threat? What is the solution for people to protect themselves from the rage of a psychopath?
Most average people do not like to get other people angry for fear of what they will do with their anger, even more so when dealing with a psychopath. But what if there is no fear? What if people just stopped fearing the negative actions of the psychopaths in their lives? How much different could things be if there was no fear? The game would change entirely. 
That’s what this dream is about because metaphorically speaking the psychopath cannot screw-around with the coroner. A coroner is above the manipulations. When a coroner enters the room, the illusion dissolves, the lie evaporates and the truth is exposed. That’s why psychopath-type personalities fear coroner-type personalities. Their manipulations can’t work. 

My Dream of a Psychopath Covering Up a Death

June 10, 2018
Last night I dreamed of being in a large hotel-type place and I was in a room with an elderly woman who was handicapped physically but very alert & intelligent mentally. It’s not clear why I was there although it felt like she knew something about a crime her husband was involved in or something like that and I was getting info from her at the same time as helping her with some of her physical ailments.
Anyway, at one point she positioned herself on the couch in a bit of a contortion and she asked me to massage sore areas on her back which I proceeded to do (at that time someone came up from behind me but I didn’t pay them any attention) but then she turned herself around without alerting me and she lost her balance and she hit her head on the floor and when I reached to help her I could see the blow killed her. I quickly put her head back on the couch pillow and shouted to the front desk to call 911 even though I knew she needed a coroner not paramedics.
I stood up and went to the door and the attendant gave me thumbs up that paramedics were on their way and when I turned to look back I found that the elderly woman was sitting up in a wheel chair. She was fine. I was confused because she had been dead and I approached her cautiously and turned her around towards me. Then I saw the woman was black and shorter and was not at all the woman who I had just been talking with but the person in the room was saying this was her and I knew it wasn’t. On the one hand I was relieved because her not being dead was better for me because I didn’t want the questions from paramedics since I was the last one to see her alive. If she was not dead then I wouldn’t get questioned. But this woman was not the same woman and the man was up to some sort of hoax and he wanted me to play along. I was afraid of him and I had no idea what to do next and how to be prepared for when the paramedics arrived. How would I explain what was going on? They weren’t even trained to be able to really understand what I would try to convey. The man in the room was a psychopath and he wanted to make me look crazy. I was trying to think of how to tell the truth of what had happened without him harming me or the woman he was bribing to lie and i was wondering what happened to the real woman? Where did he hide her.
So this is another trauma-related dream coming from working with the prisoners. This is about the psychopath behaviour. They are very good at staying in the shadows and then messing things up when they think no one is looking. They also think they can get away with murder. In my dream, I saw the truth of the situation and was not going to let him get away with it.

Dream of a Friend Being Arrested

This morning I woke up at 4:30am having just had a dream about a friend. In the dream I am traveling with her. She’s telling everyone it’s her last days, that she’s dying, and I’m there with her to comfort and encourage her. She looks beautiful, wearing turquoise and white, wearing large stones and sandles. When she curls herself up into a ball sobbing I just wrap my arms around her and hold her, comfort her and rock her a little bit, saying soothing words, encouraging her.

In another part, I’m the one upset and she tells me I have to get ready to let her go and I tell her no and she says Yes. We are driving in her old car “Nelly” and I’m in the backseat. Soon a helicopter is shining a light on us and police are calling out commands in their loudspeaker. For some reason she keeps going and I don’t understand why. She tells me she’s going to go as far as she can and when it’s time to stop she will. Eventually she does stop, by the Peace Bridge in Fort Erie and an officer arrests her.

I’m standing by the car confused. Are they just stopping her to question her? Are they going to detain her? Has she done more than I am aware of? Will I be questioned? She looks over at me, with her hands behind her back in handcuffs and she mouths to me that she’s sorry, sort of shaking her head like she sees how wrong she was and she’s sorry. But I have no idea what is going on. Why are there  helicopters? Is this the end of it or is there more? The dream ends like that. Me looking over at her with handcuffs on waiting for instructions, her mouthing she’s sorry and me looking back at her like “What?!?”

My Dream of Getting Confused & Grieving Over the Loss of a Loved One

December 20, 2017

In the dream, I bought a bunch of winter clothes for Gracie & I, winter jackets, boots, snow pants for us to go skiing and snowboarding in. But then, a couple days later, in the dream I returned to the store with all the things in the cart and I entered through the exit door. When I saw people standing in line suddenly I realized what was happening and I tried to turn around but someone thought I was stealing and so a security guard came out with me. I stopped just outside the door in the exit area and started looking for the receipts, telling her what happened. Because I didn’t think she believed me, and she thought I was stealing, I was having a hard time speaking.

Then I just burst into tears. I told her my Mama G is dying and it’s making me not think straight and once I started crying I just couldn’t stop and it felt good to just cry and cry and cry. I put my hands over my face because I was embarrassed but I couldn’t stop the flood of tears.

I handed her the receipt from the purchase days ago and she read it and understood. She softened her tone with me and I just cried and cried and cried.

Dream Analysis: Funeral in a Dream is a Signal For Collective Transformation

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04 July 2017

DreamWORK is a process of remembering a dream, writing it down, looking for the metaphors and understanding the message. The WORK is when negative emotions show up in dreams such as fear, rage, jealousy because in time the dreamer can learn more positive ways of dealing with the negatives and then transform them into more positive feelings such as Courage, Joy and Unity.

A dream about a funeral, like the one I had last night, is a reminder that sometimes a process of transformation is not just for one individual but is, in fact, a collective experience such as when people come together to collectively grieve over the passing of a loved one. This commonly shared emotion of loss is experienced at a funeral and the sharing of that moment builds bonds of Trust and connection with the others.

In the dream, I am in a funeral.

When I work through the message of this dream it’s easy-as-pie to see the work ahead of me today.

A funeral is a place where people go to mourn the loss of their loved one.

Even though I do not have a literal funeral to deal with in real life, I have a metaphoric one.

Even though someone I care about is still alive it is like they have died. The funeral dream shows me that.

When strong negative emotions such as sorrow or grief show up in a dream it means it’s time to throw out some old ways of looking at things and start looking at them differently.

It has been said that “Death is a Messenger of Joy” which is the complete opposite to what we typically think of in death.

But the statement is worth reflecting on.

Death & Dying is sorrowful if you believe there is nothing more to the human experience than the flesh and bone.

But if you believe that there is a non-physical part of the human experience, the way I do, then it is REALLY possible to see the Joy in death. I can think of no greater Joy then to have the delight of experiencing the process of leaving this body and souring into the non-physical realms and continuing on an eternal path towards Excellence.

There is a spiritual belief in the world that the physical world is just the first stage of growth and development for the soul and that the soul carries the memories of this world with it into all the worlds which follow this one.

Just thinking about that as I write uplifts my heart.

I love contemplating the mystery of Life and the mystery of death.

Since this image of a funeral came to me in a dream last night it means I can also consider that a part of me is dying. When I ask myself, “What part of me is dying? What part of me is changing & transforming?” The answer is really clear.

Armed with this answer I can then move forward with a lot of Enthusiasm & Confidence using all my gifts to their fullest to enjoy the wonderful life I’m living with people I love working and relating with.