Last night I dreamt that I lost something.
This loss was so painful and horrific for me that I have been forced to wake up to my feelings.
Because for those few mintues when I truly thought he was gone forever… I felt empty.
Stabbed with the shards of shattered love.
I woke up; ecstatic with relief and joy. Our fate was still intact.
Nevertheless, being in the face of such a loss- having felt what I could feel- has confirmed where my heart lies.
Yet I’m far from the safety of a secured fate. (Thus a brief ending to this section!)
I’ve also had a recurring dream for years now..
Same person…same scenario… same outcome.
Does it/can it mean something? Anything?
Even by simply questioning what our dreams may mean I think we can begin to realise the power that they hold.