Monday, April 4, 2011

Going nowhere II

My most common dream-theme is being unable to make it somewhere. I had one a couple of months ago where I was in a high-rise building, in a lobby of some sort, waiting for an elevator. There were lines and lines of people waiting for the elevator and since I wasn't in a rush, I took a seat at a small table and enjoyed people-watching until the crowd cleared and I could get to the elevator. Finally the crowd cleared away and I got up to go to the elevator and half way there I realized I had forgotten my textbook back at the table. It was no big deal, I'd just go back and get the book and then catch the next elevator. So I went back and got the book and went back to the elevator and stood in line but there were too many people for me to get on that turn. I went and got a drink, and I helped someone find something out in the lobby as I waited. In the meantime I missed yet another elevator. So now I was starting to get stressed about not getting on the elevator. At first it was no big deal but it was becoming more problematic since I had a class to get to and I was not able to get on that elevator. So I gathered my things and went to the elevator and waited through one group who got on and finally I was right at the front of the elevator door -- first in line -- waiting for the next one. It was at that point that I realized my purse was nowhere to be found and I was forced to leave the line to look for it. I felt completely defeated and frustrated and I knew with all my heart that I would never make it onto the elevator.

What's so weird about that dream is that I easily could have walked around the lobby and found a set of stairs instead. Why did I need the elevator in the first place?

Then, the night before last, I had another one of these dreams. This time we're in a busy city and we need to get to the beach. I had the address of the street where we needed to be and I knew the general direction of where to go, but I had never been there before and was a little anxious about finding the right place. We set out on the walk and went a couple of blocks and seemed to be getting lost but then out of nowhere the street we were looking for was right there. We took the road and immediately came to our destination. In my dream I remember saying, "Oh, that wasn't so bad at all. That was pretty easy."

I've never in all my life actually made it to the destination I was heading to in a dream. Never. Until now.

I choose to believe that this means good things for my future.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Going nowhere

Do you ever have those dreams where you need to go somewhere but you can't seem to get there? I have them every night, sometimes more than once a night. The last one was my whole family was piled into the car and John was driving, and all I had to do was run something up to my mother-in-law's front door and drop it off with her. It started to rain, and people were in my way, and the driveway was really long, and on and on and on, obstacle after obstacle. John yelled at me, "Hurry up! A storm is coming!" and I felt so stressed, trying to accomplish what should be a simple task so I could get in the car and we could go. I woke up without accomplishing it, and that was the start of my day.