Lesson from the Unseen: The Night My Friend Got Married
Lately, I have been having more lucid dreams than usual — each one like a visitation from that subtle realm where consciousness plays out its secret dramas. Some are profound, some absurd, and some, like this one, both funny and revealing. Perhaps it is the mind’s way of showing how the soul laughs at its own seriousness — how Spirit uses humor to point toward truth. This one came just before dawn, and it has lingered with me since I woke.
Last night, or rather an hour before dawn, I dreamed of a friend who had just married and was facing his first night with his new bride. He was anxious, almost trembling at the threshold of his own manhood, while I stood by, trying to calm him with quiet words and gentle humor. It was both serious and funny — serious for him, for it was his initiation, and funny for me, for I saw in it the innocent drama of human fear before the unknown.
At one point, he confided in one or two others, still restless, still unsure of himself. And then, suddenly, I saw him running off — naked, his long, awkward pride swaying between his legs, shouting with a wild laugh, “I’ve done it!”
I woke up smiling, knowing the dream was not about my friend at all, but about that other one — the self within myself — who has long stood uncertain before the great marriage of life and spirit.
The “friend” was my ego, trembling before the union with the Bride of the Soul, the long-awaited meeting between the masculine and feminine within me — reason and intuition, control and surrender, form and feeling. I, the witness, stood as the elder self, the guide, the calm within the storm of awakening.
And the humor of it all! How the Spirit loves to teach through laughter. The nakedness, the boast, the comic absurdity — all signs that life’s energy, that sacred Eros, had been released from its prison of shame. To run naked before God is not indecency — it is ikhlas, sincerity. It is to stand before the Beloved with no masks left to hide behind.
So, another lesson from the Unseen:
Even our silliest dreams can carry the perfume of revelation. The sacred does not always appear in light and thunder — sometimes it comes running down the road, laughing, utterly human, utterly free.
Reflection:
Perhaps the divine meets us best in those moments when we stop trying to be wise. The dream reminds me that spiritual growth is not always solemn; sometimes it bursts forth in laughter and lightness, reminding us that being human is also a holy act.
Closing Note:
If you, too, have had dreams that made you laugh, don’t dismiss them too quickly. The Unseen often hides its greatest truths in play, as if to test whether we can recognize divinity even when it’s wearing a clown’s face. Look closely, and you may find that behind the laughter lies a quiet whisper: “I am here, even in this.”
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