It's Tuesday, and I am feeling good. That was some rough territory I hit over the past week or so. Did you know that high stress induces weird dreams? And I thought it might be the food. Who knows, maybe both.
Have you ever had the falling dream? Falling from an unknown height that seems endless and excruciating, and then jerking awake as if you just landed in your bed?
How about the driving along a country road dream? This one is annoying because although I am happy I can't find a turn off or cross road.
There is another that I've had that has a house. It seems average from the outside, but once you get in there it is a labyrinth of hallways and doors.
I'll share with you one dream that I had that was so far beyond belief that I only told it to my Mom, and two of my friends at that time.
I had been going through a difficult time, and I truly believed that I could not get myself out of my private hell.
I cried myself to sleep. I woke up, or so I thought, to a brilliant light. I can explain it only as if you were to stare directly into a light bulb, or better yet a flood light. Short and brief, I was told, "Look. It's Gabriel." I couldn't see anything but the white. Then I heard, "Everything will be OK." It was over as fast as it came.
You can poke fun at me as much as you want, but I still have that one branded in my head. And when things seem to take a turn for the worse for me in my life it is the words from that dream that make me go forward.
"Onwards and Upwards." C. S. Lewis