I spent the whole of this morning in bed. Aside from cooking dinner for a friend tonight, I have no agenda. My phone sits on my bedside table, so I reached for it early on, and answered a few emails. Then, I went on Facebook and read several longish posts and links before rolling over and going back to sleep. Ah, the sweet laziness of an unscheduled morning! And what dreams come during this 'tween-time sleep! People I want to meet, places I've never been, experiences that will never be ... They all came so naturally, and with such a rush of confidence, that I was disoriented upon awakening. I sat up, startled, and whispered, "Oh!" I mean, was it possible this darkened, womb-like bedroom was really my home? Well, it is. And I'm awake now. I must reconcile myself to the mundane. But here's the thing... those dreams are now a part of me. Miraculous meetings with great souls do occur, though sometimes on another plane. I met a person of undetermined gender, who guided my path through stars, and then left me there to circle amid the stars upon my own pivot point, taking my place within the Universe. I had this dream once before about twenty years ago, when my personal axis was wobbling, and I needed to be reminded of our connectedness to a calm, universal strength. This dream felt like coming home.
So, could anything be more tedious than to hear another person relate their dreams to you? Well, perhaps that is because dreams are brain-born sparks, so personal and self-determined, that only the dreamer may truly intuit their meaning. I won't attempt that interpretation here and now, nor would I bore you with the dream details, but I am changed for the better. I don't know - perhaps we cannot know the depths of another person's mind, but I wonder, can we glean a little insight from their experiences or dreams? Sometimes, just having someone listen to you helps clarify your own thoughts. We are all connected for a reason, and that reason is Understanding.
So my morning was something of a wash that looks a lot like laziness - when viewed from the outside as a wasted morning in bed. But it has been a most productive morning for me, here on the inside. My reserves of strength have been replenished, like rain filling an empty cistern, like coming home to oneself. I wish you sweet dreams, my friend. And if you'd like to share them with me, I will listen.
~ Colleen
So, could anything be more tedious than to hear another person relate their dreams to you? Well, perhaps that is because dreams are brain-born sparks, so personal and self-determined, that only the dreamer may truly intuit their meaning. I won't attempt that interpretation here and now, nor would I bore you with the dream details, but I am changed for the better. I don't know - perhaps we cannot know the depths of another person's mind, but I wonder, can we glean a little insight from their experiences or dreams? Sometimes, just having someone listen to you helps clarify your own thoughts. We are all connected for a reason, and that reason is Understanding.
So my morning was something of a wash that looks a lot like laziness - when viewed from the outside as a wasted morning in bed. But it has been a most productive morning for me, here on the inside. My reserves of strength have been replenished, like rain filling an empty cistern, like coming home to oneself. I wish you sweet dreams, my friend. And if you'd like to share them with me, I will listen.
~ Colleen
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