Last nights dream of my spiritual rebirth (got goosebumps)

I’d like to share a dream from last night that honestly blew my mind once I understood it today. In the morning it just felt like a strange but beautiful dream — but tonight, after my daily 20 minutes of meditation, the dream suddenly resurfaced with full force, and the deeper meaning hit me so clearly that I got goosebumps.

The dream began with me standing in a church, in one of the back rows on the left side. Next to me, in the aisle, was a baby stroller - I have to say I have no children. I pulled it closer and placed it beside me. Inside was a baby boy. I reached down and played with him, and he immediately lit up — laughing, smiling, full of pure, radiant joy. It felt incredibly warm and alive.

I picked the baby up and held him in my arms. He looked over my right shoulder toward the back right side of the church — and there stood my mother and grandfather who passed already. I wondered why they were there. I thought, this must be 30 years ago, and for a moment I felt that I was the baby, since my grandfather died more than 25 years ago. But at the same time I also felt that I was myself as I am today, holding the baby in that same place — a first strange thought and feeling of nondual awareness that made no logical sense in that moment, could not explain that feeling and I looked back over my right shoulder in direction of my relatives.

The relatives weren't just watching — they were delighted. Their faces were glowing with warmth, joy, and pride as they looked at the laughing baby. And it seemed like everyone in the church felt it — as if the whole room lit up with happiness because of this laughing child. Holding the giggling baby in my arms felt absolutely amazing, incredibly beautiful and peaceful. I only could recognize my passed mother and grandfather, but there were many other relatives I could not recognize in that moment, but I literally felt there were many other relatives.

Then came the moment that changed everything. A clear thought appeared in the dream like a inner voice:

“You and the baby are one. You are the baby, and you are the one holding it.”

In the dream I remember thinking, "okay… kind of weird, but interesting". Then the dream ended.

When I woke up, I found it strange but nice, due to the peace I felt, but didn’t think much about it. I’ve never dreamt of a baby before, and I don’t have any particular desire to have one right now, so I simply forgot about it during the day. But tonight, after my daily 20min. meditating, I was reflecting about the last 15 years, there was happeing a lot of things in the family and I thought at first: Why did I have to go this hard way? Was it a transformation? I asked god why all the suffering was necessary. And then out of nowhere the dream of last night suddenly came back to me — and this time the meaning hit instantly.

Over the last weeks I’ve been going through a very deep spiritual and emotional transformation. A lot has shifted inside me. And suddenly I understood why this dream felt so powerful:

The baby was my true self — innocent, joyful, alive. The man holding the baby was my present self — conscious, awake, grounded, and strong enough to carry this new life. My mother and grandfather smiling warmly represented my ancestry witnessing this rebirth with joy — the healing of an entire generational line. And the church was the sacred space of transformation.

When all of this became clear, it truly hit me like lightning. It felt like a message from a deeper layer of my being:

I am both the new self being bornand the conscious self carrying it into the world.

I wanted to share this here because dreams like this never happen to me — and this one feels like a clear sign of inner rebirth during a time of profound transformation.

In the end, holding that baby meant holding myself — the recently reborn part of me that I am now strong enough to carry, protect, and nurture into its full, joyful life.

But at the same time i want to stay humble about this experience, because obviously I was the best example why we often can't hear or see the messages, even if we get a clear mesage.

— Chris

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