Monday, January 19, 2015

Dreams of My Last Days

This is a perfect place for me to write because I'm pretty sure no one reads this anymore.  Life is all too confusing and I wish that I was better prepared for what has come my way.

I've been having strange dreams lately...

I've died many times in my dreams and my superstitious mother has told me it's a sign of good luck and positive energy coming your way; I do not believe this.

Two nights ago, I dreamed that I was with a guy (my soul-mate/brotha) who passed and shortly after his demise, was my own.  Once I crossed to the other side he was there, about 5 minutes more experienced in this other realm.  We explored and visited people we knew, but we were wandering spirits...did we have a purpose?

In non-dream life, I have set many goals for myself.  I've been optimistic about the future over the last few months, but things have changed because life is too short and we don't know how long we are given.  My dreams of losing my physical body may come true sooner than I think, but my spirit is strong, it's generous, even playful.

What I want to take from these dreams is to live. Not all of us are blessed with a long life and who knows if there's anything after death. We'd all hope there is a heaven for us to rest in. We need to live in the now and stop waiting for later.

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