September 10, 2006

Last night, I had a dream of Steve Irwin...

I’ve been extremely sad and confused over the death of Steve Irwin.

There is something remarkable going on with people mourning his death. Why is the loss so deep?

Steve was an extraordinary person…a man who never lost that wide-eyed wonder and innocence of childhood and who carried this over into his love for wildlife. He said it was part of him. Maybe we are feeling the loss of our inner child, the wild and free part of us that Steve didn’t hide. We are a little lost and afraid that our “warrior” is gone, at least from our eyes.

But we can dream and feel he is still here...

In my grief before I went to sleep last night I called upon Steve to come to me in a dream and let us all know he is ok. I felt a little silly…why would Steve Irwin come to me? Do I really believe in this stuff?

I woke up this morning with a sense that I had been with someone very precious. I was in a total fog and couldn’t remember anything about a dream.

As I lay there and just let myself feel that sweetness I began to remember.

I was aware that it was Steve’s job to take care of my land (I do live on 5 acres), in what capacity it wasn't clear in the dream but something didn’t work out and a huge wall of water rushed over the land and I remember thinking that I hoped it didn’t drown the wildlife including my cats.

I saw this huge wall of water building up in front of us and knew it represented something…I waited for it to complete it’s surge as the top of it curled up and over above us. (funny, I didn't know Steve was an avid surfer until after this dream). In the next moment Steve was standing there next to a tree and I knew he felt kind of bad that things didn’t go the way he had planned.

Then I was with him and Terri in a room. I think it was at their house, I felt it was...I can see it in my mind's eye right now as I write this. It didn’t seen like Terri was really with us but she was there. I was sitting next to Steve...he was wearing his khaki shorts

I placed my hand on his leg and knew he was real. I felt happy that he was here. He seemed somewhat apprehensive as to who I was and what I was doing there. I felt my husband and I should leave and let Steve and Terri be alone together.

In the next moment we were up in Steve’s ‘light’ plane with him at the controls. My husband and I were in the back. It was an open plane and I could feel the wind on my face and blowing in my hair. There was no sound of an engine…it was very quiet and peaceful and it seemed that it was dusk with iridescent orange hues reflecting off the water and the mountains going by to our sides. The feeling was beautiful.

I told Steve that my Dad was a pilot too but that his plane sounded louder maybe because it was bigger (real). Steve smiled.

The trip was so short as we landed in the water without a sound, without a bump…very smooth and perfect. I remarked that I was surprised that his landing was so quick and with such ease. Steve too seemed a little surprised and said, “I was scared.” I felt very tender towards him and woke up.

I felt compelled that whole day to talk to Steve, periodically telling him what had happened to him and that it was ok. I told him that Terri and the kids, all of us were very sad but that we’d be ok. I said it was alright for him to go on.
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who know's what it means....it just made me feel better in a way...

Don't think for one minute that something like that is silly! It isn't. Dreams have often been associated with communication between realms. Steve is free of his earthly body, now -- he can go places he couldn't go, before, such as into our subconscious minds to reassure us. Dream often do mean something. That things didn't quite pan out like he had planned regarding his stewardship over your land may simply be reminding you that he was and still is very human. Cherish this experience you've had. God may have sent him there to comfort you. The fact that you feel better and everything in the dream was peaceful and beautiful is a very good sign that he is, indeed, okay.

That was NOT silly! The other night from work and stress, I was Overtired; I tend to "cry" when im overtired and need something to help me rest and sleep! This will sound silly!, but it helped me sleep! It was one of those dreams where it felt "real" and comforting! I dreamt i was little like around 11, and I was on the couch watching tv. Im not sure whose house it was but steve was there. I remember in my dream i was grumpy and tired, and as he would with Bindi in real life, I dreamt he put me on his lap and 'cradled" me, and before i knew it, I was out like a light! it was just one of those "real" moments. It felt soo peaceful i woke up happy in my heart! So keep having "sweet dreams' of steve! It will bring peace to your soul for the time being.

Thank you.

I want to believe Steve is still here especially for his soulmate Terri, his precious little Bindi and Bob, his Dad, Wes, sisters and his many friends and family of the Australia Zoo. They need him more than I.

I've been thinking about some of the symbolism in your dream. That huge wall of water could represent all the tears that have been and are being shed for Steve, and his feeling bad about it could well be trying to show us that all of our grieving and hurting is making him sad. He could, perhaps, be a little taken aback and mystified by it all.

Or, the wall of water could represent the ocean, the place where he was fatally injured, and he was sorry that things turned out that way for us and his family. Maybe he felt he had failed in some way.

These are just a few things that have come to mind. The curling surge could also have been a surf wave, as you noted.

It's interesting trying to interpret dreams. But if we wake up with a good feeling, then all is well.

Your dream was not silly! By any means, its probably your mind trying to come to the fact that he's gone

I have dreamed about him just about every night.
Each day I wake up happy...feeling like we had been on a fun adventure or solving some problem together.
They are always dreams that make me feel happier. He was so special.
Maybe an angel on Earth?

I dreamed about him last night as well. He was a father figure in my life and I loved him so much. I can't get over all of the pain and choked up feelings I am having every day. He touched my life in such a way that I can't explain. I know I'm not the only one who feels like this. I am praying for him all the time and he is all I seem to think about. I even find myself seeing or humming True Blue constantly. I love you steve-you'll be missed terribly, mate.

i wish i could have a dream about Steve. I want to see him. See if hes alright. I know it sounds silly but i really do. I wish i could give him a hug. But i also want to hug poor Terri and Bindi and Bob. I wish i could have met him.

jr, your thoughts are so interesting and it's heartening to read how others have had dreams of him too and woken up happy.

I too have wondered what, if any, symbolism or meaning there is to my dream and if it was a message or just some need I had to comfort myself as some have kindly suggested.

Maybe the concern over flooding the land represented my loss over Steve the conservationist and what will happen to the animals now, to us...not literally but figuratively speaking. That truly is one of the greatest losses here. Not that we can't all carry it on in our own ways but there'll never be another Steve.

After writing it all down that next day different parts in the dream began to more or less 'speak' to me...

Being in the plane with Steve and he is flying it...I feel like this represented his passing...that it was so quick and easy that it surprised us both. But it (the journey) also felt beautiful and peaceful if not a little confusing hence the need to tell him what had happened and to reassure him (perhaps myself as well?)

I have to say I had a similiar dream of my 9 year old grandaughter who died in a fire years ago. I dreampt that we were flying (not in a plane) over a spectacular landscape and I could physically FEEL the warmth of the sun, the wind on my face. She was showing me what it was like where she was... I felt exhilarated and alive and I felt HER very much alive, and happy. I woke up from that dream feeling as if she had come to me to let me know she was ok, significantly to let her mother know who was lying next to me that night while I was dreaming of her precious daughter.

I had also asked her to come to me in a dream just like I asked Steve, to let us know she was ok. These are the only two dreams I've ever had where I could actually FEEL things in the dream. Somehow I knew Steve was 'real' when I touched him on the leg and I was delighted to know he was still here.

What perhaps stands out the most to me about the dream is the very strong feeling that I had really been with Steve Irwin as silly as that sounds. Before my mind attempted to analize anything about the dream later in the day, the moment I woke up I had the very strong feeling I had been with someone 'precious' as I wrote in my remembering the dream on paper. In the next moment I knew I had been with Steve. It was a joyful feeling, very sweet and it was the first morning I hadn't woken up with the terrible realization that Steve was dead and shedding more tears.

I don't know what it truly means...I wish I did. I wish I could believe for certain that it was a message from Steve himself, from my grandaughter Elizabeth. Either way like jr said:

" if we wake up with a good feeling, then all is well."