I think that I have dreams every night, but I also think that I only remember the ones that matter. They usually involve people that I know or places that I have seen. Last night was different.
I had a dream that I was on a trip for some sort of class I think. I was with people that I have never seen before, but I didn't really care that I didn't know them. We were in an old style rustic type home, probably a mansion of some sort, so of course, I decided to go exploring. On my little adventure, I opened up a window that looked like nobody had ever opened, and I saw the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. There was a field of violets and purple salvia with dogwood and empress trees scattered around the edges, and behind them was a mountain range. Not an intimidating one, but inviting. I was so entranced by it that I barely heard the man come up behind me and say "it's really quite beautiful, isn't it" of course I agreed, and he responded with "nobody else has ever tried to look out this window, and I don't know why." After he left I decided to take off my shoes and climb through the window. I think it was one of the best decisions ever made. Walking through all of the flowers and things, the colors and smells were so vivid it surprises me to remember them. I was not sad to be alone, I was just enjoying the present. However, I woke up slowly and was not worried about visiting that place again. The only thing that I could think was that I would have really enjoyed if someone was there to share the beauty with. Because, really, it was quite astounding.
P.S. after coming to terms with the fact that I was in reality and not that dream anymore, I decided to open up my curtains and greet the day. Little did I know that I would be greeted by a blizzard. I have now decided that I have not come to terms with the fact that I am not in that dream.
Anyone care to join me?
Peace.
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