Vision (Part I)

About a week ago, I had a vision while meditating. It could be a vision from a past-life, or possibly just a personal message for me to use in my current life. Make of it what you will.  It kind of gave me an idea of why I'm magnetized toward certain things and people in this lifetime.

I had just finished working out and I sat down to meditate. After slipping into a heavy meditative state, I found myself on a rock in the middle of a vast and endless body of water, encapsulated by a wall of rushing water surrounding me (like a bubble). The water died down and I could see an island across the water with forests. Standing alone on the island was a man with long dark hair. It looked like he was wearing light-colored cloth. I felt as if I needed to get to him, but as soon as I started having those feelings, my attention was drawn down to the ground where I saw a snake going after a mouse. I picked up the little white mouse and held it in my hand, saving him from the snake. From there, I proceeded toward a castle on the water’s edge. I went up a winding staircase and down to the end of a hall, where I encountered a man in a purple robe. He led me into a room at the end of the hall and to the right. He led me into a room with walls lined with books. He warned me not to take anything I see to heart and to just let it flow through me, without getting scared or excited, and see things for what they are, not what I want them to be. I agreed, and I was suddenly standing in sand. I looked up behind me and saw an Egyptian statue engraved on the front wall of a temple-like structure. It was some sort of animal that resembled a cat and there was something purple on its neck. I walked through the entrance and once inside, I saw a small tree with some kind of red fruit or berries on it. There was a room ahead of me, and when I went inside, there was a mirror on the wall. I walked in front of it and I could see my image. It was difficult to focus on, but I had long dark hair and I was wearing red see-through garments with harem pants, like belly dancers wear. I walked back out, and in the back courtyard area, there was a fireplace. I could hear the sound of drums and I got the distinct feeling that I must have been some kind of entertainer. I not only heard the drums, but I FELT them. I felt the man’s hands as they passionately drummed a rhythm that my hips would quaver to. A sound of pure beauty that gripped my core and radiated back out of me. Many would watch me, but only one would watch me with such lustful eyes… the man whose hands made me shiver in dance. Even in a crowd of cheering and applause, he is the only one I saw. I was dancing just for him. I felt these feelings very intensely in my vision, then I saw flashes of images. A large, white-haired man with a round face almost resembling Santa Claus was screaming in my face. He was pointing and yelling at the man (my lover). My secret affair with this musician was something shameful and wrong. I saw a flash of another scene where I was visiting my lover, who was imprisoned. He had been beaten and I had to escape and run away. I realized that this man was possibly the dark-haired man that I saw across the water on the island, and I have a feeling that if any of this really means anything, it could be the reason why I have a fondness for musicians in this present lifetime. Also, I think I was rather famous for my entertaining, so perhaps that is why I have a strong desire to entertain or be appreciated/famous. I get very uncomfortable with loud confrontations, too. A friend of mine also pointed out to me that the mouse I stopped to pick up could symbolize stopping to help something seemingly insignificant along my life’s journey.  (Maybe helping to save humanity from the evil "serpent".)

 Vision Part II: Click Here