Where I live, you need a car….
So this dream was nearly a nightmare:
I turn the key to start my car, but nothing happens. It’s dead.
Dreams often show us such problems—and without presenting the solution. That’s for us to discover in our waking hours…
However, in this case, something unusual happened. The answer to the problem came in a second dream, a couple of hours later…
I realize that the gear shift for my car isn’t quite in “park”. That’s why it won’t start! I just need to move the automatic shift a bit.
Once again, my dream world throws a surprise at me. Nonetheless, this question remains:
How do I apply that information to my waking life?
The car is me. So I’m trying to start myself. But I can’t because I’m not aligned. I’m not in “park”. I’m not engaged—I’m not fully engaged with the present moment.
It’s a paradox: I must park myself, my thoughts, before I can start.
That feels right…so now I’m working to accomplish the task. It seemed so easy in the dream. But maybe I’m making it harder than it needs to be. In any case, I shouldn’t be discouraged. After all, the dream tells me: a major overhaul is not required.
© 2016, Michael R. Patton
my poetry spoken