Last night, in a dream, the deer asked me to join them. I rarely talk about dreams, because frankly, it bores the holy heck out of everyone in earshot, as they try to make sense of the alternate reality which flicked by in my life, while taking sleep.
Yet, I dream frequently, and most of the time, while I’m in that dream state, I have a semi-conscious awareness that it is a dream. I remember most of them in large detail. But every so often, I have one that is so real, all of my senses seem in place, including time awareness. And then of course, there is sight, sound, touch, smell. Even taste. That was the case last night. In the dream, I was working, at working-thing, and the three deer happened by in a yard. There were a few of us standing around. They stopped. We stopped. And all of us watched each other, except I was talking to them, just a series of nice “Hellos.” After a few moments, they invited me to come along with them. So I did. At first I was nervous, as I didn’t want it turn to out like some social media video, where the idiot gets too close to wildlife, and the wildlife bites her on the nose. I didn’t want to be that numbskull. Instead though, I gave in to trusting that it all would be okay. So we walked together, knowing. It was glorious.
I can’t tell you the overwhelming sense I felt, communicating with them, mostly just hanging out, while they grazed, and I stood, soaking in the sun, and them. But we were communicating in a very deep way, and clearly understanding one another. When I woke, I was so happy. Then, I found little Lou, sound asleep in the crook of my arm. I laid there and thought what a lucky girl I am.
Call it what you will. A silly dream, a profound message, leftover mind garbage. Everyone has different theories about what dreams are.
In this case, I think my dream was a gift from the Universe. The world has been feeling very heavy to me, and I’ve been hoping for a blip of sparkling light. Yes. I think that Universe is out there swirling in its divine enormity, just waiting for us to let it open up. It seldom knocks. Most of the time, we simply have to go over and open up the door and let it in. All on our own. And once we do, there it is.
Oh, I know. Some of you are saying it’s a bunch of twaddle. Balderdash, and blather. And for that very reason, you’ve pulled your welcome mat inside. And that’s okay too. It is the sensible and reasonable way. It’s the George W. Banks way of banking. I think at times, we should use discernment. But sometimes, we need a little Uncle Albert too. And when it comes along, I am more than happy to find it, laughing on the ceiling.
As I mentioned, the world can be a little daunting at times. The news can be oppressive and overwhelming. I think we all need to find the little rays of light in each day. Those tiny things that make us happy, in some small way. Or maybe we start to notice, the unexplained goodnesses that are sometimes wrapped in pretty paper and left for us to find.
The other day, I saw a video on a friend’s Facebook page. The Orangutan is on the other side of the glass, from a new human mother, who has her baby swaddled, and on her chest. The Orangutan delights, clearly communicating with the woman, about her good fortune of small child. Their common interest.
And there you have it.
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“Mystery creates wonder and wonder is the basis of man’s desire to understand.” Neil Armstrong
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“Think and wonder, wonder and think.” Dr. Seuss
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“I would rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief.” Gerry Spence
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