Weird Dream... Maybe

So many things have happened over the last week. Some big things but the little signs have been the things that are stuck in my mind. This is what's been happening.

I had this dream; a very strange dream. I was in some sort of class, everyone was taking a turn looking at this ruin. We were in the field, a field trip but in the jungle or something. This ruin was a cave. It was cream colored inside and had beautiful, intricate carvings that covered the entire interior surface of the cave. You had to lay down to see the carvings but when you did everything changed. Your thoughts controlled the cave. Once you were inside you became consumed with the images, almost paralyzed. The floor rose. Hopeless thoughts, sad thoughts, painful memories made the cave floor rise. You could feel the warmth of the stone, hear the soft grinding of the floor moving against the walls; the sound was mesmerizing. The more your thoughts consumed you the less room you had, the cave was suffocating you, squeezing the life out of you. You could feel it; you could feel yourself dying, blacking out, not caring.

But when you thought of joyful things the opposite happened. The more you let the joy, hope, love fill you, the more room you had. Big draws of breath, fresh air, and relief then overwhelmed you. It was interminable; fear, sorrow, hopelessness and imminent death or joy, optimism, hope and life. I don't think the message is too hard to decipher.

Fast on the heels of this dream was a beautiful, thoughtful gift from a dear friend far away, signs of others' lives moving forward, and the soft knock of opportunity. Life reinforcing what is, what is no more, and what could be. All reasons to be joyous. It's interesting to feel like God is talking directly to you.