unrecognizable faces

Last night, I dreamed of unrecognizable faces, but with a familiarity of having already known them. Could it be, that these were past and/or future friends? Companions? Was this a premonition of who I was to meet or have met again to assist in figuring out what internal work needs to be done and in turn to assist others as well? Do people need help in such things? Do I need help, emotionally even spiritually?

These questions raced through my mind when I awoke. Maybe I was having an episode in my sleep. I mean, I know I took my medications ( anti psychotic & anti-depressant --- I was diagnosed with Schizophrenia & Depression a year ago).

Was this a signaling to look even further into someone's being? Maybe to look or dive even deeper into looking into myself? Really see them/self. Notice how we just are, what we give out and what we are open to in receiving?

The signs. Always look for the signs. Also, I know I didn't consume TOO many cups of coffee before I went to bed, otherwise, I'd not have been able to fall asleep. Did all the caffeine and then lack thereof trigger all of these inquiries?

Or---was I actually just looking at all of the facets or self projections of my own being (things that need to change), in physical form? Unrecognizable at times because when you're in the middle of there to here, you can't quite recognize...that you're growing?

It's been said that we are all just reflections of each other. Mirroring our good. And yes, even our bad. If it is growth that I am witnessing, I pray to all that is good, that I'm growing on the right path. No. That WE are growing on the right path.

You know, these figures and "signs" come to think of it, remind me very much of when numbers ruled my world.

I apologize in advance if it seems that I am sidetracking, but I swear everything right now is coming together.

When these numbers (which I am now considering them to symbolize the unrecognizable faces in this dream) surrounded me, I understood that every letter of the alphabet represented a number. A=1, B=2, C=3 and so forth.

And each number represented a feeling and/or quality of a person or situation. For instance, someone would present himself/herself to me & their energy matched that to what a particular number would feel like. Certain people felt like they were the number 2. Their head lowered in humility, quiet in nature & respectful towards others. Other people were the number 9. Bold, strong-willed & determined. "They're a 2", a voice called out. In a whisper.

Did these faces make me feel any numbers? Did I hear any voices in my dream? I'm trying to remember now. The sum of all letters in a word triggered odd thoughts & questions about life. About existence. Sort of like what these faces in my dream are doing.

One would think that will all the computing (and there was a lot), I was a genius in math or a house builder using all the tools imaginable to construct a house. That wasn't the case. Even still.

I suppose that some of the good I took from this particular experience of numbers & the dream experience of seeing the faces, is that nowadays, when I witness an issue or dilemma, I am quick to try and figure out a solution. Can't complain about that.

"Why is this happening to me?" vs "What is this teaching me?"

You know, after all is said and done, maybe sometimes, we just have to accept things for exactly what they are & try to not figure them out -- and let the mysteries of the universe & of our dreams, do it's job in solving things...

by trusting them.