What the Puck…
A dream I had last night makes me a bit uneasy. It was a dream unlike any other I can remember. And the fact that I seem to remember it so clearly also seems odd. Usually I retain blurry fragments and impressions of dreams. Not this time.
It is an odd dream because it is the type I think you might experience at the end of life. And that’s why I am questioning if it should be a troubling dream. Or maybe it is an odd dream because of how strangely the dream felt emotionally.
In this dream I had a perfect sense of satisfaction and peace. In a word, I felt like I belonged somewhere and I didn’t want to leave. I experienced a very real emotional fullness that must otherwise be eluding me. It was a good experience. An eye-opener, perhaps, because it was all so easy and simple.
The dream occurred in a surreal world that compressed many parts of my life into one moment. The setting was familiar mix of all that time I spent in school, by the way…I experienced this dream on a college campus even as things like work, home, and travel spun into the mix. Many of the people and images in the dream were familiar, too. Of course nothing was literally like my waking memories, but it felt like my psyche was simply dumping all of these pleasant symbols and moments of my past in a long narrative for me to experience. (I wonder why?)
The dream was like one of those “my life flashed before my eyes” experiences. I awoke disappointed that it was over.
Then I started to wonder…Why that dream now? Maybe I should stay in bed today. Or should I expect big things?
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