"Matters Community Activities" Dreams

When it comes to "dreaming", I often realize in my dreams that I am dreaming, and even at critical moments in the dream - such as when life and health are threatened, I imply that "it's okay, I'm dreaming anyway". Of course, in this case, I usually wake up very quickly.

Today, I am sharing an interesting dream, which led me to think further: Since the "other" in the dream is actually the "self", then in reality, is the "other" that we shape based on our cognition and evaluation of others also the same? Part of "I"? Who is "I"?

When Yu was at home, Fang wanted to go upstairs, when he heard noises downstairs, the lights shook. When asked why, he knew that he was the father of the family. However, why did he go downstairs after a long time at home? When he walked to his father's room, he was snoring like thunder. Because of the wake up, talk about the downstairs thing. My father was stunned, saying that he had heard that this place was haunted, and he was born to accuse a neighbor's daughter of the unjust death, and his temperament was violent. I know this is the ghost downstairs. At that time, a cloudy wind blew up, and the shadow of the lamp shook. Yu and my father wanted to subdue this ghost, for fear of causing harm to others.

Yu Naixie said, "It's so late at night, sleep and dreams are safe, why didn't Daddy go upstairs?" A gust of wind suddenly rose, and a picture scroll was seen in the air, which was a certain Buddha statue. Fang Gui walked to the front, the pagoda came out and the ghost disappeared. Beginning to feel the help of gods and gods. Not long after, Chayu also entered the pagoda. Wanting to kill ghosts, I felt that I was seated with the Buddha and my friends in the painting, and the majesty was wonderful. Yu said, "It's fortunate that I've come this far, nothing is extraordinary." If my friend said something, he no longer remembers it.

When he wanted to speak again, the scene in front of him instantly disappeared, and he suddenly came to one place. Seeing the previous paintings slowly burning to ashes, and the teacher beside him, he was very disappointed and said, "You listened to the teacher's words, the paintings that were handed down to the family should have been placed in a high cabinet, but I didn't know how to destroy them." Yuju said, "The paintings are preserved and destroyed. , are uncertain, and even ashes, if the front and back are not regarded as one thing, then there is no danger of gain or loss.” What happened after that will not be remembered in the end.

After the bell rang, I felt like a dream. It's time to be calm and calm. "Farewell My Concubine" has a saying: "Life is like a play, play is like life". Looking back on this dream, I realized it was wonderful. Another "Notes" said: "Only when you sleep, a single thought does not arise, and your spirituality disappears." The father in the dream, the resentful daughter, the calligraphy and painting, my teacher, and the me in the dream can’t help but be born, and they are all me.

Note: "Notes" in the text refers to "Yuewei Caotang Notes". During this dream, I was studying at the Youth Buddhist Association, and after class I read "Notes on Yuewei Caotang".