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Why I Was Pursued in Dream after Dream by a Golem

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Like most people growing up, I read comic books. I even read some after I grew up! One DC comic book series featured a Golem and defined it as a powerful, mythical being made out of clay that came to life when a good Jew was wronged by some evil being or event. Its role was to right the wrong or avenge the debt.

Soon after my introduction to the idea of a Golem, one began to appear in my dreams even though I’m not Jewish. I would be in the middle of a dream and suddenly there he was, this large, powerful man made of clay, trudging along behind me. Even though he was slow and I could easily avoid him, his presence was creepy and unsettling. I had no idea why he kept following me.

After years of following me through many different dreams, he began to show up in one particular dream I kept reliving. It involved an attractive woman with blond, curly hair like my wife, Sandra. We flirted with each other and when our excitement reached a certain pitch, I would wake up in the dream. Strangely, at that same moment, I would hear a disturbing sound coming from behind me.

In this repeating dream, the curly haired blond and I are always standing on a grassy knoll about a dozen feet away from a concrete ramp that leads below ground into an abandoned military bunker. Because of my experience with Earth reality, I assume it is one of many bunkers built along the coast in response to a past major war. Angrier than usual at this familiar disruption, I wheeled around and headed down the ramp to see what kept making this strange noise at this particular moment in time. In past versions, I would stop the dream at this point, too afraid to confront the source of this ominous sound.

The bottom of the ramp was shadowed by darkness. When I heard the sound again it made me think of feet scuffing along the floor. It was coming from a tunnel leading off the room on my left. There was just enough light for me to see a heavy, rusting steel gate. Its upper hinge was broken off, leaving the gate open and leaning at an awkward angle against the side wall. By this time, my confidence had begun to wane; but despite my growing uneasiness, I entered the side room and peered down the pitch black corridor beyond the broken door.

As the foot scuffing grew nearer, I strained to see who or what was moving toward me. Before I could actually see who or what it was, a vision of the Golem flashed in my mind. I knew it had to be him! Turning, I quickly left the room and walked back up the ramp, frightened but too embarrassed to run. Halfway between the top of the ramp and the woman on the knoll, I stopped to tell her that a large and powerful Golem that often showed up in my dreams was coming out of the bunker. I looked back just in time to see the upper half of his body emerge above ground. Walking at his usual slow pace, he continued up the ramp, crossed the grass between us, and came to a stop in front of me.

Angrier than ever at his unwanted intrusion into yet another one of my dreams, I had to know why he kept following me. As he stood in front of me, I yelled, what do you want from me? In answer, he turned away and said, “Roger, I am your own strength and determination.” Then he punctuated his statement by backing into my body and disappearing into me.

For some reason, I let him. Maybe this was another example of me knowing something I didn’t know I knew, something my larger self understood but I didn’t. Meanwhile, strength and determination, the equivalent of “never give up,” spoken by Winston Churchill during the Second World War, plays a huge role in my life now as I continue to explore and write about the nature of Being and Creation – the ultimate frontier!

By Roger A. “Pete” Peterson at https://realtalkworld.com

The following is a list of written accounts that highlight many of the ways I’ve been helped by inner and outer sources throughout my life.

  • Robert, my Oversoul, a three-part series that  describes how he intervened to help make me become a more complete person, just like the Golem!
  • In Guided Imagination – Healing by Fire, a being rose up from the fire around me and kneaded my to soften it. Was the Fire Being my deceased mother in disguise?
  • In My Encounter With the Energy of Unconditional Love, I learned what it’s like to be loved without condition. Touching the Energy of Unconditional love made me sob uncontrollably. It was hugely transformative.
  • In My Recurring Superman Nightmare, an army of people patiently hung around, what to me was more than thirty years, to see that I got the message they wanted me to have.
  • In What I Learned in Catholic School, a nun told me something that made my jaw drop to my knees, figuratively speaking. It was something that I needed to remember so I could think and write about it in a meaningful way in the future. This particular experience points out that not all forms of help appear as positive. To create what we want, we must also know what we don’t want. One is just as important as the other. You might say that: It’s ALL good, because there’s something to learn from everything!
  • Growing up in value judgment world of competition and comparison, it was important for me to meet the young couple who lived across the yard from our house, and my fourth grade teacher, Helen, who valued children as much as adults. Both Helen and this young couple, who served as the parents of my friend, Candy, had the ability to love others unconditionally. It was their love that made me see life as worth living at a time when much of what I saw around me was the result of hypocrisy, comparison and judgment. Yes, as a young person I was an unhappy camper. As I shed an invisible tear for my young self, I realize that even this represents a challenge to be overcome.

Excerpt from We Create Our Own Reality:

The challenge of being and creation is learning how to use the power of thought and imagination to shape energy, money included, into a pleasing reality. The prize is a sense of satisfaction, the feeling of a job well done. Like learning how to walk or talk, it is a personal, subjective endeavor that requires creative aggression. It is a great balancing act that makes falling part of learning how to stand.

Remember: thoughts are “things” with a reality of their own and each of us, an artist. With thoughts in the form of beliefs, attitudes, values and expectations, we paint the landscape of our lives. Create a great day!

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