Last night I had more “full length” dreams than I remember ever having in my life. Usually I don’t share my dreams with others, because I imagine they’re boring and useless to anyone but me. But two of them were especially vivid and memorable, so if you happen to be interested in dreams, or curious about what my psyche has to say about where I am on my current journey, please read on. (You can find the other dream – The Ferry – in the post above.)
There was an adolescent girl who had done something(s) wrong or misbehaved in some way. But somehow she did what she needed to do and got it all straightened out and was on the right path. So a man and a woman – probably her parents – decided to reward her with an activity – maybe a concert or a trip. Whatever it was, it was the most perfect activity for her. The girl and the man got into a car and he drove her to that perfect thing. She was completely comfortable, dressed exactly right and totally prepared. As they drove away, she was looking dreamily out of the car window and I could see and feel that she was peaceful, excited and perfectly – perfectly – happy.
Then I realized I was viewing this from the perspective of a pre-adolescent girl seated in another car. With me was the woman, who was driving, and a little boy. As I watched the other girl ride away, I was overcome by a sense of utter contentment. Everything felt perfect. I said to the woman, “I feel completely content, don’t you?” She said, “Yes, I do.” And I knew that applied to all of us – to the woman, to the man, to the boy, to the girl . . . to myself.