I haven't blogged in a while, but I had a dream last night that I can't get out of my head. Literally CANNOT stop thinking about it. I was going to post about it on Facebook and go on my way, but it would have been a super long post that would have annoyed everybody, so here I am.
Those that are really close to me know that I've been going through some real...for lack of a nicer word...shit the past couple of months. Not something that I'm going to go into here, but just one thing after another all piling up. My stress level is maxed out. So last night I had this dream and I've been trying to figure it out all day. I have dreams a lot. I remember them when I wake up, if they're really funny/significant/cool/scary I'll tell a few people, then I usually forget all about it. The one from last night has been on my mind nonstop. Now I'm no dream interpreter. I don't even know if that's really a thing. And I'm definitely not someone that tries to ever make sense of my dreams. But I really think there is some reason I haven't been able to shake this one. So let me tell you about it...
I was on a beach somewhere. Not one that looked familiar at all, but on a beach. I was so excited about being there, which is not surprising since sun, sand, and the ocean have always been my happy place. Anyways, I run into the ocean and just started swimming. And I swam and swam. I'm talking I Forrest Gumped that ocean, only...I was swim-in' (in my best FG voice). When I finally stopped I couldn't see land anywhere but I was happy. Brace yourselves...it's about to get a little weird. Next thing I know this whale and dolphin start swimming all around me. One whale and one dolphin. I wasn't a bit intimidated; I was in awe. I just remember being so happy. Then all of a sudden, completely out of nowhere, my happiness turned to panic. Good things happening all around me and all I could think was, "What about sharks?" "What if there's a shark right around me?" At that point the beautiful, clear sky turned dark...like as dark as night. The wind started blowing and I could tell a storm was coming. More panic. There was no land in sight and I had no idea from which direction I had come. So what did I do? I started swimming. Fast. And I swam and swam. Again, think Forrest Gump, only in water. I eventually made it to shore and ran up the sand, clearly in a panic, and there was a small kid right there that grabbed my arm and said, "Hey, don't worry. You made it." I feel like that would have really creeped me out in person, but it was oddly comforting in my dream. At that point I went inside my condo (that I didn't know I had in the beginning of this dream) where my sister and brother-in-law were hanging out (weird). By the time I had gotten inside there was no worry inside of me at all. It was like nothing bad had happened...and I sat down to tell them the beautiful story of my ocean adventure with the whale and the dolphin.
I know, totally weird, right? But y'all, with it being on my mind all day all I could do was sit and try to figure out how it pertained to my life. I summed that long dream up into just a few short, but super meaningful (to me) statements. This is what I've taken from it: Life is beautiful. Life sucks. I love it and I hate it. It gives the good and it gives the bad. And when it gives me the bad, I have to choose to stay focused, to push forward and push through. And who knows, when I get back to safety...when I've made it...there just might be a beautiful story to share from it all. Xoxo...
Jess
