Can A Prophetic Dream Be Changed?

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1 Rigid symbols of dreams 2 Affirmations “how to change a bad dream” – for returning to a dream 3 Can a dream be changed?4 Dreams that were changed with the help of practice

Can a dream be changed? Rigid symbols of dreams. ⠀ There is such a concept in dream interpretation. As a rule, it concerns only dreams – projections. These are dreams that everyone is used to calling prophetic. In other words – these are dreams about the possible realization of future events. “Possible” – that is not a slip of the tongue. ⠀

In the material world, an event is realized as a result of cause-and-effect relationships. Nothing happens “suddenly.” And many variants of development can be changed before their ultimate threshold, after which the event can no longer be reversed. It is precisely in such a case that a person sees those very rigid symbols in a dream. They mean – so be it.

Rigid symbols of dreams

For example: ⠀

– A leak in the house in a dream – such a situation can be corrected in life if you react in time. But if the walls or the house itself are destroyed in the dream, then this is a rigid symbol and means complete “collapse.” ⠀

– If a person in a dream turns away from you and does not make contact – this may be a temporary situation. Circumstances will change, and the person will “return” again. But if he died in the dream, or you saw his grave, then he has “died” for you, and the relationship as it was before can no longer be restored. ⠀

– Flowers given in a dream – a symbol of emotions during the realization of an event. Flowers can also wilt if they are not properly cared for. But gold jewelry given as a gift, especially if it contained precious stones – that is already that very rigid symbol. And depending on the plot of the dream, it may point to a specific event. ⠀

– A falling airplane is not a rigid symbol. But one that has crashed or exploded – is already rigid.

Examples can be given endlessly. The point comes down to understanding the essence. In dream practice, understanding this rule makes it possible to react correctly to a dream. And if the possible realization is unpleasant, take action so that the bad dream does not come true. ⠀

From experience I can say that most dreams warn rather than deliver some kind of verdict. ⠀

Do you know how to react to your dreams? Do you use the hints of your subconscious? Has it worked?

This concerns dream practice. I know that such active dreams are difficult for many people. That is what practice is for. Believe me, before our project no one openly knew about it. In fact, no one even thought that such a thing was possible.

Affirmations “how to change a bad dream” – for returning to a dream

Hello! Victoria, thank you for the affirmation! I went to the site — and there was a joint affirmation! Dreams based on the affirmations My Nightmare and Consultation were difficult for me; I saw not only myself but also the illnesses of other people (when you look at others, it is then hard to move away from such information). While reading the text of the affirmation, a strong tingling began in my legs and palms.

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And when I examined my hands, my vision became slightly unfocused, and I saw a clearly outlined pattern of veins. Especially in the area of the fingers, and larger ones running from the upper phalanges across the entire palm, as if they had become thicker. The dream was clear. Night, but visibility was good. I was walking along the road to a multi-story school building. The building was surrounded along the perimeter by a chain-link fence.

In my dream I knew that there were monsters beyond the fence, and what struck me most was the Hulk, who had turned his back to me and was walking away beyond the fence, bright green and powerful, with bulging muscles. At school I met with other people. There were many students, people of different ages. I talked with them, and after talking I went to the toilet, sat down on a clean toilet bowl and peed, then washed my hands in a clean sink. And like that about 5 times.

After another such “run” I decided to do something previously impossible — go up the stairs to the 10th floor. In this school, doing that was a real Achievement (I write it with a capital letter because in the dream the meaning of this action was of enormous significance).

Can a dream be changed?

The staircase had steps of varying heights, climbing was difficult, it was dark. And during the climb I clearly felt strength in my arms, because I had to hold on to the railing and pull my body upward. I felt the muscles in my legs tense. I went up. I felt an incredible sense of achievement — not everyone could go up to the 10th floor (this was direct knowledge in the dream). I liked it.

And I decided to do it again, but change the staircase, move to another wing. I changed my shoes; the first time I had been in comfortable sneakers, I took them off. I put on blue flip-flops. The second climb turned out to be easier already. I went up to the stair landing between the 10th and 9th floors — and that was where the staircase ended (as if that was how it was supposed to be). The third time I was walking with children, two seven-year-old nimble fair-haired boys in blue clothes.

At one moment during the climb, an abyss appeared in front of me. One boy pulled the next flight with his hands and moved the staircase, and I went on upward. When I reached the necessary point, I saw an open door to a room in front of me. There a girl in a robe with red curls was waiting for me. She said to me: “You have closed the circle.” The phrase referred specifically to the climbs and defined the path I had taken.

Then I ended up in a classroom with a large table in the center. Around it were the same kind of students. I was shown an assignment — the teacher laid out a map on the table with a top-down view of my city.

I clearly saw a riverbed between the schematic depiction of the houses

But for some reason my house was pointed out to me in a different place. And I begin to realize in the dream that my house is being shown to me further east and beyond the intersection of a real street, while the real house in which I live is not visible on the map. And then everyone gathers to eat. I have a bright lime-green bag with a piece of stale black bread — a “brick.” I take out this piece, examine it, decide I don’t need it, and put it on the table.

At that moment someone comes up to me from the side and pours already-cooked buckwheat into my bag. And I again find myself in the restroom. I’m standing in front of the sink washing my hands. And I think that finally the water from the tap is running hot. And such relief — the heating in the building has been turned on and it won’t be so cold anymore… and my hands feel so warm and pleasant. In short, I turned a minus into a plus…

Dreams that were changed with the help of practice

Good day to everyone!))) The dreams were unpleasant, but as the chain of actions and projection was built, everything moved to a qualitatively new level. And the ending was simply amazing! On the first night I dreamed of a cold autumn, November. I was in a group of people unfamiliar to me, but in the dream they were my acquaintances… 2 women my age and one man. The man was my former classmate. Somehow he was dreamed to me on Ganymede.

We were in one room, settling into it. But throughout the dream I was apart from them, off to the side. And I felt a constant sense of awkwardness, of being inhibited. Here I am, and there they are… They walk along the road together… and I stand off to the side and look at them. I am not them, and they are not me. And the women were beautiful. Dressed in natural fur coats, wearing good boots, walking arm in arm and laughing… and they felt good.

The road was smooth, decorated with patterns of morning frost. A temple. I am looking from above, from right under the dome of the temple. I see everything. The temple is cross-shaped. And it is completely packed with people. A huge mass of people. This mass is moving, wavering. People are standing so close to each other that the floor is not visible. And my former classmate is standing on an elevation before this crowd, facing the crowd.

He raises his hands upward and says loudly, very loudly, joyfully: “Hallelujah!” But the most important thing I note is his bright blue suit. A suit consisting of trousers and a jacket, of a very interesting cut, from the 1960s of the last century. The trouser legs with cuffs at the bottom, with pressed creases, the jacket has patch pockets at the level of the stomach. And this suit makes an indelible impression on me — against the background of the brown crowd it is very bright.

The dream of the second night

It all began very unpleasantly. A city, a road. Everything is gray and dark. By the road, an unfamiliar man throws a heavily drunk black-haired woman down at the roadside. She lies in an insensible state, on her side. And the man holds her by the hand. But he gets angry and flings her hand away. He is a policeman. This situation is being observed by another person. An observer. In a brown raincoat and a hat on his head.

For this action the policeman is fired (a former cop). And in the dream this former cop became so attached to me… For some reason I attracted him like a magnet, as a woman. He wanted me with such force… I am in a house, in a room. A common room, many people. I feel uncomfortable, bad. This is not my place. I go out. A yard. A passenger car stands there, without wheels. On the back seat (little sofa) is my place.

I’m already pregnant, halfway through my term. I’m sitting on a little couch, comfortably settled in. I’m wearing a light-colored raincoat, beige. My hair is gathered in a ponytail. The car is positioned so that it’s partially surrounded by an unfinished wall of white brick, as if in a niche. And around me men are working. And this former cop too. And he keeps walking around and looking at me… and he wants me so badly, despite my stage of pregnancy. And I don’t like him. But he’s working — planing wooden boards, good…

That’s how I ended up in another place

I look out of a wide window. A large vegetable garden, even a field. Nothing is sown in it. And I say to the man standing next to me: “This field needs to be enclosed with a brick wall with suspended beams, entwined with ripe grapes.” The man answers: “Yes, it needs to be enclosed.” On the computer I project in 3D a wall of brown brick, with beams entwined with grapes with ripe blue clusters.

And I arrange everything so that this field is covered. And I go out there. Into the fresh clean air. I walk on the green lawn. On the left, in the vegetable garden with already grown vegetables, a young lad is plowing a furrow between the beds. I approach and say that I’ve come to thin out the overgrown branches on the trees. He agrees. And I go into a huge grove. And there are trees there. Tall, reaching to the sky. Poplars, birches, some others.

And they all stand so that they don’t hinder walking further. And all of them have high branches. And there’s nothing that needs thinning out, everything is as it should be. And the sky is clear. And the sun. And I feel so joyful from the accomplishment. And such a feeling of elation, such inspiration.

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