Recently, my grandchild had a terrifying nightmare. He dreamed of a very tangible and menacing shadowy figure. Since twice in my life I had dreams of the same kind. Once at his age and once in adulthood, I couldn’t help but stop at that inside me, and go through them as part of the events inside me that made my inner double emerge. I don’t yet know what meaning and character traits his will have but I can see them in mine. Although this figure in the dream was experienced as frightening, later in my life I have rather perceived it as something that accompanies me as a companion in things that have to do with psychic awareness in a worldly sense. As psychic matter, and the tangible external reality. The frightening effect probably comes from its newness, something that then matures as we heed its presence. So in that way it broke up the world I was in, and introduced new psychic qualities into it that I had not been taught to face. On the same day after it, there were a couple of occasions when we could approach it in a calm and open way. I shared the idea with him when we were out in the woods and he was worried that something was following him that it was something good. His companions spoke of his being there, and kept watch over him. He was there to help him with what he cannot see, and trust that He did it for him. The anxiety then subsided and we completed our stay in the forest without it returning. Later we returned to the subject once more when he himself brought it up as perhaps being like a ghost. I agreed with him and emphasized that not all ghosts are malevolent. Most of them are good and help us. They can warn us of those who wish us harm. Which leads us in the wrong direction. That’s why it’s important to listen when something doesn’t feel right. Then you move on, and don’t force yourself to do anything. It tells us something we need to know, and teaches us something. If we listen. I believe that this experience was vital to me now that I also see it through him for the development of the outer personality which is a pure adaptation to the world outside my own psychic reality. It broke me apart and divided me into parts of my inner whole. Which in itself opened me up to the psychic reflection that followed that. I needed to be forced out of myself to develop it. A terrifying and anxiety-filled experience that the dream embodied for me at the time. Something that happened again at the age of twenty-eight when it again became absolutely vital for me to pay attention to my inner person. To who I am independent of my outward attitude. And that is what I hope my grandchild also can develop at his own pace and according to his own abilities as he grows up.