The Dreams I Can't Forget

And learning their lesson

Two Dreams

Watching my surroundings and noticing the changes as I walk through the day, my vision of the world is clear but my emotions are behind a bank of fog. They could be one way or the other and I’m not really sure because I am awake and thinking of the things outside myself. In my dreams, it’s the opposite. The dream’s picture is obscured but the feelings in that reality are concrete and as accessible during the dream as the sight of the world while I am awake. 

The Ghost

The first dream was of turmoil.

I charged up a steep slope winded, heavy, tired and at the extreme end of my capabilities. I crouched, put my palms on my knees and my spirit walked out of me, climbing ahead. As I stopped and he stepped out, I knew it was another being without a body but sharing my exact appearance. He had the same tired in his legs and heavy on his back but steel in his eyes and I saw him for what he was. He was the spirit of my potential and he did not stop to rest palms on knees and catch breat…