One of the most realistic dreams that I've had in a really long time occurred last night. I was riding a motorcycle, just cruising with the wind, the open road, and a feeling like the world was mine to do with as I see fit. But this was no ordinary landscape; it was both eerily familiar and yet somehow dreamlike.As I moved along snake-like roads and highways, I felt highly elated. There was this light feeling about the dream initially, but it quickly altered. At a distance, I saw a bus moving wildly out of control. Time seemed to be almost sitting by as the bus veered wildly to one side and then dramatically crashed sideways on the road. Not thinking for a moment, I stopped my motorbike and rushed forward towards the wreckage.
It was a total mess. People were shouting, some crying, others in a daze, Holden trying to process what had happened. I knew that I had to take action. I started pulling the passengers out of the wreckage. Each one was life. Each had a story. There was no time to think about fear or hesitate; it was me, the wreck, and the need to save as many lives as possible.I waded through the wreck and felt this weird sense of déjà vu, as if the dream was taking me somewhere or to somebody. And then, out of all that mess, I saw a face that made my heart slacken-it was my ex. It was almost as if the universe had conspired her to be there at that time for reasons I could not begin to fathom.She was trapped but alive, her eyes open in shock. I shoved the debris to reach her. Our eyes locked and for a moment, everything else faded away. There were emotions – surprise, fear, and maybe a glint of that one bond we shared. I pulled her out, my heart racing not just from the physical exertion but from the flood of memories her presence brought back.
As soon as she was safe, I kept helping others, but my mind would wander back to her. Why was she here? What did the dream want to tell me? When I later woke, the dream felt very real, and my mind was still with the feelings.Dreams have this way to bring into the surface our unconscious thoughts and feelings, often in very confusing or life-changing ways. This dream, in particular, just made me contemplate my past relationship and the slant of feelings that may well be lingering. The ride represented freedom and a journey of life, the accident unforeseen challenges, and the act of rescuing was simply a selfless act to help and protect.
To see my ex in the dream, amidst such chaos, was to receive some sort of message from my subconscious - perhaps one of reminder of unfinished business or at least a call to acknowledge her impact in my life. Of course, at times, it was very hard to judge how much of the dreams were a simple mix between reality and symbolism and therefore how much that should be read as any one thing in real life. Dreams tend to mix reality with the symbolic in a fashion that often blurs the line. Yet, they open a very particular window into the deepest recesses of thought and feeling.This dream, to me, is a reminder that our relationships in the past mold us in ways we are not always conscious of. They become part and parcel of our story, hence our actions and our emotions, even in our subconscious. The more I think about this dream, the more questions arise; however, it has also started a journey of self-exploration for me-better appreciating myself and my past.
Ultimately, this comes in dreams or in waking moments, but all of our experiences continue to be part of our story, as are all those we have loved. Sometimes, all that is required is a dream to remind us of roads traveled, and the ones still ahead.
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