Death Dreams and Synchronicity Oracles

Over the course of my life, there have been a number of nights where I have dreamt of my own death. Psychologists claim that dreaming of your own demise is a sign that you are about to change. I believe this is at least partly true, but might argue for serious intent rather than actuality. The story I am about to recount occurred during a period when I was recovering from a nervous breakdown and in the midst of learning that I was a type one manic-depressive. The dream did precede the abrupt cessation of mystical behaviour that had tormented me for many years. However, the change did not stick.

If you know what you are doung, gazing into crystal balls or consulting oracles can help keep you sane.

It can be a rough ride, but gazing into crystal balls or consulting oracles will allow you to dialogue with your unconscious mind. (Image: public domain.)

In the dream, I died a sudden death in a train wreck when the locomotive engineer took a curve too swiftly, toppling the train from its tracks into a forty- or fifty-foot-deep ravine. Death came on impact with the ground below. Just before the fatal accident, I remember leaning from a coach window and seeing, not far ahead, the engineer doing the same at an opening in the diesel engine’s cab. He did not seem to be paying much attention to his driving duties, a reflection, I am sure, of my own shocking self-neglect and depressed indifference to my fate at that time.

Shortly after this dream, I tore my then current oracle book to shreds and tossed it in the garbage! What is an oracle book? Being half (or wholly!) mad at the time, I had for years associated sounds with the time of their occurrence, and then looked up the number thus generated as a date in a personal diary or as a page number in a book I was reading to see what might be written there. The feeling that some significant message awaited me on the page haunted me. I was compelled to look. Not unlike a personalized version of the I Ching, you might say the setup was a synchronicity exploitation scheme. The trouble with this idea, at least as I experienced it, is that you encounter a lot of seemingly pointless self-criticism and pestiferous self-nagging. What I found on the page seemed always to be critical. Synchronicity made me the hapless target of endless “cosmic” sniping. I suffered horribly while being repeatedly distracted from my real and pressing duties!

The original idea arose from the belief that consulting an oracle was a means of releasing material, via projection or externalization, from the unconscious mind so I could see and deal with it. What happens when consulting oracles is a form of associative thinking. When I began the practice – when I let the genie out of the bottle – I was badly repressed and desperately in need of some way to get past the numerous blocks that had isolated me almost totally from my authentic self. The oracle scheme provided me with a crude tool. Once in therapy, I was astonished and infuriated to find my practitioner swiftly moving in to use the compulsion in precisely that way! As it happened, I had the right idea. I just did not like what I was finding out about myself, which, of course, is why I repressed the stuff in the first place.

In the weeks before the train-wreck dream, consulting an oracle seemed to have outlived its usefulness. The petty self-squabbling apparently now involved material already fully conscious and well understood. Liberating myself from the habit looked like a good plan. (Hmm, “outlived its usefulness”; now there is a revealing turn of phrase!) I soon discovered that I was wrong, and just a few days after the death dream, the oracle habit resumed. Remarkably, it continues in a less acrimonious way to this very day providing me with a method of dialoguing with my unconscious mind. I suppose Protestant Christians would say I am talking with God. However you choose to conceptualize the situation, it contributes to a psychologically stabilizing and spiritually satisfying way of life. Along with all my hard-won self-knowledge, I also have an unconscious “gloss” on whatever I am doing at the moment.

Author: Thomas Cotterill

I am a manic-depressive made philosophical by my long struggle with the disruptive mood disorder, during which I spent sixteen years living as a forest hermit. I write philosophical essays, fantasy, and science fiction. My attempt to integrate creativity, psychology, philosophy, and spirituality imbues everything I write. You will find hundreds of related essays and articles on my blog. I live quietly in British Columbia's scenic Fraser Valley, a beautiful place in which to wax philosophical.

5 thoughts on “Death Dreams and Synchronicity Oracles”

  1. Very interesting post, Thomas. Initially I was rather surprised to hear that a sceptic and rationalist such as yourself might ever have been given to consulting oracles! However, if it is viewed as a means of dialogue with self, rather than a crude method of telling the future, that does actually make sense. I’m not a great believer in divination per se, but I occasionally play with an old pack of tarot cards that we have hanging around in the house. I think that this is probably a partly aesthetic thing; they are, undeniably, beautiful.

    I’ve dreamed of my own death on a number of occasions, though I think the most interesting and puzzling dream I ever had was one in which I had died and become a ghost. Curiously, despite my disembodied state I could be seen, touched, and interacted with in all the usual ways, and so the people around me quite reasonably refused to believe that I was actually dead. It sounds comical in hindsight, but at the time it was actually highly disturbing!

  2. Those old tarot cards can be quite charming, Mari. In fact, I have used one or two as illustrations for my posts. I never employ such things in their fortune-telling role, though. With me, it is always about mining material from the unconscious. My habit of consulting oracles began as a powerful compulsion brought on by irrupting unconscious contents and was, at the time, involuntary. Yet I always saw what I was doing as somehow related to understanding myself. Much of what I learned was not very flattering so I spent a lot of time shouting and throwing things about! The individuation process can be extremely violent in men who are repressing a lot of anger. The decision to move to the edge of the wilderness proved an act of unconscious wisdom. Out there in the backwoods, no one could hear me raving and raging.

    Your unusual death dream is extremely interesting. When he was a younger man, Bertrand Russell often said he felt like a ghost. For him, it was a way of expressing his feeling that no one really understood him or felt anything for him. He suffered from an extreme sense of isolation. He writes, “I imagine myself behind plate glass, like a fish in an aquarium, or turned into a ghost whom no one sees; agonisingly, I try to make some sort of human contact but it is impossible and I know myself doomed forever to lonely impotence.” His vision of himself was that of a “wandering ghost.”

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