Dreams
I don’t dream often, but when I do man, sometimes they can be strange.
I woke up early this morning with a strange one still floating around in puddles of cerebral fluid. The beginning is foggy but the end is very sharp; I was racing up a snow covered mountain flanked by huge pine trees. One of them had fallen and I was climbing over the branches like a ladder on ground while being chased by a Tyrannosaurs Rex, but it looked more like a cross between John Travolta and George Clooney, and he was big and green and I think wearing a tux.
What does it all mean? I have no idea, I’m not channeling the spirit of Freud or Joseph, it’s a mystery to me. But what did strike me how often we dream the same dreams at various points in our lives. I can recall having the same dream over numerous times growing up. You know the one where you are inside your house and there is a giant monster (like Godzilla size) outside looking in the windows for you and you’re hiding trying not to be seen.
Or one of my favorite ones, the falling down an endless stair well, or where you flap your arms hard enough that you start to fly.
I have to believe that dreams having means. They are our subconscious mind expressing our internal fears. Biblically dreams had means and often God used them to communicate to his followers (when angels were busy else where). So as I woke from my dream I started talking to God and in my surreal half awake state about what he was trying to tell me, to understand what it was that I was feeling or thinking in my inner places and honestly, I still don’t have an answer.
Maybe there isn’t one.
I know that I’ve written a lot over the past few months about being in a state of waiting. The good news is that the first step was taken this week to help get me out of this spot. While the answer might not be what I hope for, at least it is a step in a direction. I’m praying that God will reveal the answers to me soon (like this week or next week – probably too much to hope for). But I’ll keep you posted and reveal it all soon, but for now you’ll just have to wait like the rest of us.

February 25th, 2005 at 10:20 am
I think maybe God is telling me not to watch the Oscars… just a thought.
February 25th, 2005 at 3:03 pm
Hi Bob. This has nothing to do with your post, but apparently I don’t have your email address in my address book despite our frequent communication. I will not make that mistake again. Anyway, if you could let me know, I was wondering how much you would charge me to make the template for my blog. I dig your look.
February 25th, 2005 at 4:45 pm
Lunch, store credit or maybe Bone in one Volume - but you can always find me at Bob@ifoundbob.com.
I don’t do small projects for cash any moe because well, its a pain in my taxes.