The Healing Mind and Healing Heart

I'm lying in bed this morning thinking about the interesting way my mind and heart were working in tandem through my dreams last night to heal me from my recent traumas. These are my dreams:

1) I'm dreaming of a brief but powerful love affair I had years ago with a non-existent sister of the woman I've recently been involved with. The dissolution of my affair with this current woman is a large part of my trauma. The affair with the created sister feels incredibly real and was good until it too ended abruptly and left me feeling hurt and alone. But as this dream begins, the created sister has returned from where she had gone and we're in the midst of a conversation. My feelings for her are as strong as ever, and we begin to pick up where we left off. She is beautiful, with a very clearly defined face, so I feel like this is someone I've seen or known in my life but my mind won't let me identify her. Interestingly, she has more tattoos than before. I guess I like the rock chicks. I dream that we fall back in love, which causes some controversy with the real woman and those around her, but the created sister never turns her back on her family and chooses to be with me anyway. The dream sort of fades out as we live "happily ever after" and I'm left with such feelings of relief and contentment. This person never existed but I felt every moment I spent with her as though it actually happened. A life and a large patch of time completely fabricated but so convincingly heartfelt that I feel better in some significant ways. I still question if this person was someone I've known or met in my life since she felt so real and whole, and I'm also curious about why she was a sibling of the woman in my recent affair.

2) I'm dreaming I walk into my place of work in the early morning hours on a Sunday. I know it's early because it's still dark outside and for whatever reason I know it's Sunday. In the room next to where I enter I can hear the voice of my friend, whose involvement with my recent love affair is also a large part of my trauma. He seems to be on the phone with someone, talking about the nature of his relationship with the woman. He speaks of why he wants to be with her and how their relationship is defined. Oddly, I can sometimes hear the person he's talking to give their insight and viewpoints. Also in the next room is a co-worker of mine, looking worn and tired from having to come into the office on Sunday. He's doing something work-related in the room with my friend but I'm not sure what. My friend eventually ends his conversation and comes toward me where we almost acknowledge each other and have an exchange, but the moment is gone in a second and he walks past to the back of the office. My co-worker then comes in and we start talking. At this point, I'm jarred awake by my telephone so the dream ends. In reflection, I feel a small satisfied acceptance of my friend and his relationship with this woman between us. Somehow, overhearing his conversation put me in this place, but I wonder what more the dream would've given had my friend and I spoken.

These dreams fascinate me in the way they seem to be rolling out of my subconscious in order to repair emotional damage I feel. Completely out of my hands, and absurdly specific in purpose, despite being such elaborate untruths at times. To me, it's a testament to what powerful and wonderful psychological machines we are. I bow to the healing mind and healing heart.