hallway of mystery

pink doors blue border - August 16, 2015d

A recent dream has me pondering a path not taken…

In the dream…

The work day has ended.  I’m walking home through downtown Seattle in the late afternoon sun.

I’ve gone this way before.  But it’s been awhile.  So I’m not absolutely certain of the route.

I take a short-cut through a big office building.  I open a door and find a long hallway.  The hall has a row of metal doors down either side. One pink metal door after another.  How odd, I think to myself.

I close the entrance door and go on.  This walk is taking longer than I expected.  So I have a little anxiety.  Even so, I know I’ll eventually arrive home.

“Seattle” has become a recurring symbol in my dreams.  Unfortunately, I still don’t know what it represents.  In any case, there seems to be a progression in my series of Seattle dreams…

In previous dreams, I’ve just arrived in Seattle and am trying to get my bearings.

According to this latest dream, I’ve settled in.  So, my initial problem has been solved.

Which means, it’s time for a new problem.

But it’s not a big problem: I trying to go home.  I know how to get there.  It’s just taking a little longer than I expected.

But what about the hallway?  I wanted to be on my way, so I didn’t explore.

But was that the only reason I hesitated?  The hallway did seem a little strange.  Maybe I preferred to stick to the familiar.

Okay, but there’s nothing wrong in going home and relaxing.  Didn’t a wise man once say, “Home is where the heart is”?

Yes, but isn’t my life supposed to be about discovery?  Exploration?  Looking into the unknown?  Learning?  Isn’t that the decision I made, many years ago?

There’s a time to rest and there’s a time to explore.  It’s the end of my workday, so perhaps it’s time to rest…

On the other hand, a chance refused is often a chance forever lost.  I may not find my way back to that hallway.

So, okay, I’ve decided I should not close the door on that entrance.  Now, the question is: how does this scenario express itself in my waking life?

After much thought…

…I still don’t know.  Perhaps the situation has not yet arrived.  Maybe this dream is giving me fair warning.

Maybe.

In any case, I haven’t forgotten the basic lesson of the dream.  I’m a little more aware now.  So maybe when new opportunities present themselves, I’ll pause to consider, before I hurry away.

© 2015, Michael R. Patton
listening to silence: the book

About Michael Patton

I am a poet, novelist, and storyteller...A new mythologist, a peace miller, a dream worker...I don't qualify as an illustrator or photographer--I just "make pictures"...I have thirteen books available at amazon... I currently reside in northwest Arkansas, but have lived and worked all over the United States... I'm self-taught, for the most part--which is like searching for the right door in the dark. It's an on-going process.... I don't want to write MY story, I want OUR story, so that's what I'm studying: the human story: past, present, future, in its many aspects--including the spiritual. I'm proceeding at a slow crawl.... I don't see the inner world and outer world as separate. By learning about myself, I learn about others, I learn about my world.... Conversely, as I struggle to understand what I see OUT THERE, I learn about myself.... But to be clear: I don't claim any special understanding. I'm still purblind, still only half-awake.... After frustrating experience with the publisher of my first novel, I've published on my own, beginning with e-books, with plans to move into print and audio. Even video.... Along with a second novel, I've now published eight books of poetry. Each poetry book focuses on a theme. For instance, the collection GLORIOUS TEDIOUS TRANSFORMATION is about the slow difficult wonderful process of change.... In that book, as with all my work, I try to be accessible to a general audience, while also striving to achieve a certain literary quality.
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