Ghost Train

Wed. Nov. 11/09 Quote of The Day Is:"Human beings are made of body, mind and spirit. Of these, spirit is primary, for it connects us to the source of everything, the eternal field of consciousness."and that....
"Each of us is here to discover our true Self...that essentially we are spiritual beings who have taken manifestation in physical form...that we're not human beings that have occasional spiritual experiencesthat we're spiritual beings that have occasional human experiences.” BY Deepak Chopra
Song of The day Is: “Talking Old Soldiers” Performed BY Elton John I am still experiencing a severe bout with depression. I hope that it ends soon. Again I am not whinning but documenting. All part and parcel of dying I imagine. The depression makes it difficult for me maintain any sort of positive outlook and saps my power of concentration. I am lucky that I am only experiencing one type of physical pain today. Without the added burden of depression it would be a good day. I now know that we all have the capability to lay down and make ourselves die if we so choose. I am trying my “damdest” not to make that choice . It has just been too long … ! Rather than go on about deppsesion I though that I would share a dream. Dream#2 . I have noticed that at the times when I come close to dying that my dreams become more lucid. People have told me that since I am so close to passing away that I should pay attention to my dreams. There seems to be two types of dreams(I will leave out the deliciously lewd ones). The first is I believe , the subconscious mulling over previous events . The other type of dreams seem so real that I am compelled to pay attention to them. In these dreams I feel like I am in a different plane and space. I thought that I would share one of them here. It is fitting considering that it is remembrance day today. This following dream was very clear . I am on a train sitting in the lounge car . There are Canadian members of the military sitting all around me. There are three soldiers at the table next to me. A voice at my table says “ make sure you remember me” . I turn and look at a young soldier sitting at my table . He is just under 6ft tall. He looks tired . I get the feeling that his presence is fleeting. He has a long narrow face , dark hair , there is a dark mole or spot on the right side of his face . He may be native or of some ancestry that has a bit of a dark complexion. He is a bit thin. Of the three soldiers sitting next to me two of them are of similar stature and complexion. The third soldier is of European dissent. Taller and heavier with a full head of greying hair. In the dream I could feel a connection with the soldier sitting at my table. I got the distinct feeling that he was from the one of the maritime provinces. Usually we forget dreams shortly after we wake up. This soldiers statement “make sure you remember me” stays clearly in my mind days later and I can still picture his face. Some of my other dreams are completely mind boggling. The brightness of the colours alone are indescribable. Every time that my body gets close to death my dreams take me to unreal/real spaces , places and times full of unbelievable characters. Some characters are familiar, some are strangers , some are totally bizarre. Increasingly I establish connections to these entities that occupy my sleeping subconscious sojourns.