Dreams echo through my day. I am grateful for vivid, reality-infused dreams 꿈 that mimic events passed, and perhaps tell of things to come.
I create worlds and landscapes, sometimes repeated in a different night's sleep. I visited a library once, created anew, but definitely my old university library. In the past, I rushed through. Last night, I perused books and sought something vital. In no particular order, I climbed the cliffs of a deep archaeological dig, hesitating and scared at the top, for I looked down. There were deep pockets which provided more than adequate grips and finger-holes from which I pulled myself upward; but that last heave over the edge I could not manage without assistance. I feared my strength would fail to pull me up and over, just to get my knee upon the precipice... I breathed deep and encouraged myself silently, knowing I had the skill and just need to keep my eyes and movement up and forward. I resisted the person offering help; one great moment of force, and I was on top. Success.
Whether from the library or the top of the cliff, I appeared instantly on a motorcycle racing next to other speeding cars. Suddenly it is raining and I am taking a curve to fast; curiously, the fast breathing is what awakensme from sleep, later. In the dream, the brake looks like the ignition switch, and I can't seem to locate it. I inhale and hold my breath, roaring around the curve, maintaining my uprightness without a skid, releasing my breath as I finally locate the odd-shaped brake button. But then, traffic in front of me is stopped and I am violently trying to stop as I awake.
Or was I dancing when I awoke? To the touch of someone's skin.
In the past, I have dreamed of nightmare restaurant scenarios; always when stressed. This is my go-to dream scenario; a waitress with too many tables and making too many mistakes and no one to help. Last night, I was in a positive environment where everyone was helping each other and people were kind and teamwork was paramount. Hmm. This is definitely a day-residue dream reflective of reality! Yay!
So what the dreams tell me is that I will be climbing and motorcycling again soon, that I am skilled and ready for challenges and manage them coolly and effectively despite fear. I get the message I am supported and not alone.
I am grateful for my dream worlds. 내꿈은현실이다 ! My dreams are reality!
(Amnam in Busan, South Korea, my first crag climb.)
I create worlds and landscapes, sometimes repeated in a different night's sleep. I visited a library once, created anew, but definitely my old university library. In the past, I rushed through. Last night, I perused books and sought something vital. In no particular order, I climbed the cliffs of a deep archaeological dig, hesitating and scared at the top, for I looked down. There were deep pockets which provided more than adequate grips and finger-holes from which I pulled myself upward; but that last heave over the edge I could not manage without assistance. I feared my strength would fail to pull me up and over, just to get my knee upon the precipice... I breathed deep and encouraged myself silently, knowing I had the skill and just need to keep my eyes and movement up and forward. I resisted the person offering help; one great moment of force, and I was on top. Success.
Whether from the library or the top of the cliff, I appeared instantly on a motorcycle racing next to other speeding cars. Suddenly it is raining and I am taking a curve to fast; curiously, the fast breathing is what awakensme from sleep, later. In the dream, the brake looks like the ignition switch, and I can't seem to locate it. I inhale and hold my breath, roaring around the curve, maintaining my uprightness without a skid, releasing my breath as I finally locate the odd-shaped brake button. But then, traffic in front of me is stopped and I am violently trying to stop as I awake.
Or was I dancing when I awoke? To the touch of someone's skin.
In the past, I have dreamed of nightmare restaurant scenarios; always when stressed. This is my go-to dream scenario; a waitress with too many tables and making too many mistakes and no one to help. Last night, I was in a positive environment where everyone was helping each other and people were kind and teamwork was paramount. Hmm. This is definitely a day-residue dream reflective of reality! Yay!
So what the dreams tell me is that I will be climbing and motorcycling again soon, that I am skilled and ready for challenges and manage them coolly and effectively despite fear. I get the message I am supported and not alone.
I am grateful for my dream worlds. 내꿈은현실이다 ! My dreams are reality!
(Amnam in Busan, South Korea, my first crag climb.)
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