I like dreaming. Awake or asleep…I like dreaming. I used to have a recurring dream about this scary, scary bridge……it was very long…went for miles and it was straight up….couldn’t see the other part of the bridge…..because you know…a dream. Every time I had the dream, I would look at this bridge from the bottom. I would see spaces in the concrete where you could see under. It was a million miles down to the ocean. The bridge went up for miles and on for miles. (Stay with me…..I am going somewhere….) It scared me shitless to think about going “over” it. I would sweat and panic.
In the dream, I always had to stop to prepare. Tell myself I had been over it before, lots of people were doing it…..get over the fear…blah, blah. For a long time I gave myself a hard time about the fear…in the dream. I mean if I could be “anything” in my own dream…why am I a fraidy cat? I realized today that I have not had that dream in quite some time. It has been a long time since my life was in chaos and required big girl panties. I drew the connection between my chaotic life and the bridge and stress. So obvious.
While I was remembering, something occurred to me….even in the dream I crossed that bridge. I stopped. Waited. Looked for other ways. Talked myself into it. Took a deep breath and did it. It scared me to pieces every time. But, I did it. Each and every time, I grew some courage and I did it. Looking back, that is how I calmed the scary chaos that was my life too…..I just did it.
I don’t need a degree in dream interpretation to explain that to anyone. However, I am looking at the dream in a different way now. I wasn’t full of fear. I was courageous and strong. In the dream, there was the ocean and beach under the bridge. As opposed to lava, scary monsters….you get the idea. The beach is my favorite place. Even in my terrifying dream…I gave myself a soft place to fall….the beach.
We are stronger than we realize. We have courage we are unaware of. We can do anything we want.
I still dream about the beach and the beach house I am going to buy. They are beautiful. No bridges.
Other songs about dreaming that I like: 1956 (did they make music back then?) 1970 (one of my favorite groups) 1973 (I have a photo of me and Steven Tyler) 1975 1977 1983 1985. I could do more….but, you are already bored.