LOL. I just spotted this
I don't use any technique or method apart from just applying my own understanding of my dreams which I believe range from simple to extremely profound manifestations of my subconscious. Most of the books out there on dream interpretation are crap. Those who interpret dreams with profound explanations with twists and turns are just compounding the problem. IMO, the subconscious does enough of that to confuse the hell out of anyone.
I'm more in favour of discussing the possible meanings of dreams and letting the dreamer themselves relate to the discussion as they wish
For starters
I have died in my dreams too...in some dreams I have been killed by members of my family.
In this situation it suggests that members of the family are trying to kill a part of the dreamer. Something that the dreamer is doing. A decision they do not agree with. Perhaps they are trying to suppress a part of you that you believe is a part of your true self. I could see a dream like this being common in a young male homosexual coming out to his Christian Family.
They're just my thought though. I related this to a dream I had a few years back when I was studying the buddha dharma. I would always have a buddhist text of some sort with me and would be very very serious, perhaps a little too serious, about meditation. Anyway....I had this dream where I killed a clown. I murdered a clown and this really disturbed me. Why? Well because the seeds of karma are sown through acts of mind, speech and body. I came out of the dream thinking that I had just violated one of the lay precepts by an act of the mind i.e thought that I killed a clown
After sitting on this for a few days I had the realisation that the clown was a manifestation of my humorous side. My non-serious side. The dream I had was my subconscious telling me that I was becoming more serious about life and I was. I was sacrificing my own humor to become this more serious person. That's like chopping off your own arm to lose weight. You will lose weight but you will lose the function of your arm just like becoming more serious for some means losing the function of humor, which to me is essential characteristic. You don't need to be funny you just need to be able to see the lighter side life. I still read buddhist texts but not as much as I used to.
In short, i am really fascinated by dreams. Some might say that I am infatuated. I've shocked many people with my interpretations, which in turn has shocked me because I was just sharing the way I would interpret the dream for myself. Understanding someone else through understanding yourself has really driven home the existence of a universal quality that I believe that all human beings have. ....I'm going off on a tangent.........dreams.....right!......I voted for
YES- fully died and experienced dream-logic post-life
I can't remember dying though. I do remember watching myself die in dreams. The act of watching myself die in dreams usually results in me imaging myself dying in the dream. For example, in the dream I first watch a car crash into the wall. I am in the car and I watch myself die and then I have (still dreaming) a vision of myself in the car as it drives into the wall.
A while back I was going to write a short story about death in dreams. In this story the people who die in the dreams die in real life. They die in real life and their spirit/conscious mind or what every you want to call it, enters the mind of a dreamer. The dreamer is having a dream that they are dying or just died in dream. The dreamer relates to this death as themselves because they have the dying memories of the person who just died. Anyhow....I never wrote the story or haven't written it yet because I could quite work out where the empty vessel i.e the dreamer, came from?? The only thing that I could think of is that we live in more than one dimension. We have 2 dream dimensions/planes each with their seperate realities. The dreams I have in my reality now is one dream dimension/plane. These dreams are my other reality and when I dream in this other reality it is my reality now. Does this make sense?? The 2 dimensions cross over and flow together. Each time I die in one reality I simply wake up in the next reality and visa versa. Hence I never die. I just wake up in my other reality thinking that I just died in a dream.
I just read the last paragraph and think I need to go to bed. I'll read it in the morning again to see if it makes any sense