This was a dream I had last night…
I was walking along a sidewalk in front of a school building and I looked down and saw a rifle lying in the grass. Since I am not familiar with the different types of rifle, I couldn’t identify it. It looked as if it had been modified some way. The barrel had been cut off and the stock had also been removed.
After I saw it, I immediately entered the building to tell someone that they needed to come and get it before a young person found it and picked it up. When I was almost in the building, I turned around and already there was a large group of kids surrounding it.
The next thing I knew, I walked back on the way to where the gun was and I saw people kneeling looking at the dirt near the sidewalk. When I bent down to look, I saw cut jewels, like diamonds, rubies, emeralds and topaz. They were all shapes and colors.
As I moved the dirt to the side, I found more. I began putting them in my shirt tail that I had made into a place to hold them. While I was doing that, two people that I knew walked up to me and told me that I shouldn’t be picking them up because they were from hell. I just kept on picking them up. What a crazy idea, I thought. They stood and watched me continue to dig for treasure, waiting to see what could be found.
Then I noticed a small, Hispanic woman standing next to me. I encouraged her to kneel down and join me in looking for a jewel of her own. I indicated that I would help her find one. I hadn’t been moving the dirt for long, until my eye caught a glint of the largest topaz I had ever seen. It was a huge emerald cut topaz. A delighted ‘Oh!” escaped from my surpised heart! I heard the very same exclamation from the two women that had discouraged me from doing what I was doing. We were all surprised with what I found.
It was at that moment that I remembered I was not looking for jewels for myself now, but I was helping the woman look. I had the brief thought of keeping it for myself because of it’s size and beauty, and because I was the one that found it. My next instinct was to hand it to her immediately so I would not be tempted to keep it. I did so. And when I did, she held it in both of her hands and drew it to her heart like a treasure. She was still doing that when I got up to walk across the street. I felt ashamed of myself that I would even consider keeping it before giving it to her.
Next, I walked across the street to a business, and it dawned on me that there just may be jewels in their dirt there also. Before I thought about it, I started moving the dirt with my fingers in the area in front of that business, and sure enough there were jewels just underneath a thin layer of dirt. At that point, a man emerged from the business and was watching me, but seemed pleased with what I was doing.
When I woke up from this dream, it was as if I had actually collected those jewels and not just dreamed about it. When I closed my eyes for a moment, I could see those jewels clearly again and if felt like I actually possessed them, and not just dreamed about getting them.