I’ve taken a break from working on my dreams lately…
…and though I feel a bit guilty, a dream tells me that I’ve fought the good fight…
…I’ve sacrificed, and now I need to rest and let the dust settle.
Consider the dream:
I see a group of soldiers inside a fort at the end of a battle.
The dust swirls about them, lit by a bright noonday sun.
One of the soldiers has lost an arm and a leg. Yet somehow, he still manages to stand.
It was a horrific sight; nonetheless, I saw the dream as positive.
Yes, some repairs are in order, but the battle has been won…
…the sun shines brightly, and though one aspect has been wounded, it’s still standing—it’s still active.
True, it’s a serious wound. But fortunately, in our dream realities, those wounded aspects can recover fully.
© 2011, Michael R. Patton