05/14/2020

I dreamt we were on an extended weekend trip.
There was some hiking involved, but mostly, I was
drawn to an old cabin. Seems I was the only one
with keys. We had a young girl with us, obviously
a younger version of me. She wanted to get inside
the cabin so badly that I almost felt sorry for her,
or was it a sense of foreboding?!

I finally gave in . . . and once inside, I was appalled
at the state of things. The walls were dirty, spider
webs aplenty, dust everywhere, as if the place had
not been paid any attention in years. I didn't see any
light source other than some peeking in through
dingy windows.

My younger  me ran straight to an old cupboard
where she pulled out trays, planting soil, seeds and
some pretty dilapidated plants. She immediately
began messing with the contents, trying her best to
plant the remains of old, unattended bits and pieces.
As she managed to put together a plant, she would
slip it back inside the cupboard, as if to hide it.

I explained to her that were the plants to grow, they
would need both water and light and must be left
outside in the sun. She immediately confided that
they must be kept hidden so the boogeyman could
not find them. She went on to say that he wanted
her plants for himself and that he would kill them
if he found them.

I awoke in a state of appalling agony. What could
I do? Where could I grow so that the bad man
wouldn't find me? Little by little, as I came into
myself, I pondered the meaning of the dream.
Obviously, my subconscious was trying to tell me
something. Perhaps, my courage, or lack thereof,
needed to be reminded to wake up, grow up, and
get with the program?! Come on! I'm 70 . . . don't
I get to rest now? Guess not!!!

wake up wake up wake
it was only a bad dream
lots of work to do