In a recent dream, I travel to a South Sea island…
…and though it isn’t any paradise…
…it’s still a special place.
In the dream…
I’ve arrived at a tiny island in the South Pacific.
The ground is all pebbly gray soil. Only a few people live here, or visit.
To “check in”, I must travel in a small boat to nearby island—barren like the first.
The waves are a peculiar iron-gray color. The chop is high, yet the ride is smooth.
I’m wondering if it’s worthwhile to spend much time on these islands. I need to decide soon, in case I want to book a flight out.
A rather ordinary dream, right? No! This scenario felt hyper-real. I was overwhelmed by the sense of isolation. The rest of the world seemed so faraway.
Though plain in appearance, those islands are a place of mystery.
We’re always traveling, even when standing still. So maybe the dream tells me that I’ve come to a new place in my life…
Maybe. But the dream also tells me that I have an option. That I’m just visiting. So I don’t think it indicates a major shift within.
Though I’m still confused about the dream’s meaning, I can relate it to my life’s experience in this way:
As I’ve traveled through life, I’ve often felt the need to hurry…
Sometimes, I didn’t have time to stop—I didn’t really have an option.
But other times, I was simply impatient to move on—to get to the next place, which I hoped would offer something better.
In the dream, I realize the islands aren’t my home. So then, why linger here, on these desolate isles? After all, life is short, and getting shorter all the time.
On the other hand, this gray place brings up such powerful feelings. Almost more than I can bear. It’s tempting to run away just to escape this intense experience.
So perhaps I should stay awhile.
Whether this dream speaks to my present, or my future, it also speaks to conflicts running through my entire life.
© 2014, Michael R. Patton
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