Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Dreams are interesting to me. I don't remember many of my own dreams but when I do, they stay in my mind for a few days. What are they trying to tell me? At my age, I won't mention a number, but OLD, I have had many different realities. Ones that I had thought would never change and which changed in a heartbeat. People I thought would always be in my life have disappeared from it; family members, dear friends, and everyday contacts. Gone. And places that I thought would always be my home, also are gone forever from me.
My dreams sometimes reach back to those lost people and places and bring them to me again. I wake up with a reminder that the only thing in this world that we can count on is CHANGE. Everything changes all the time. We get older. People leave us. We move. We get sick. We die. So what is the meaning of all of this living? I wish I had answers. All I know is to be in the moment and enjoy the ride. I feel lucky to be in this circumstance at this moment. There is nowhere else in the world I would rather be. No other life I would rather live. That is going to have to be enough of an answer for me for now.
I like it when I have been visited in my dreams by past family, friends, lovers and places. They remind me that life is also more than just this moment and this reality. It is many realities layered over each other. What little I know of Quantum Physics says that things exist in many places at once.
Pedro, the former Nuclear Physicist with the fancy clothes and the donkey, Vino Blanco, told me this theory a few years ago. So maybe these past realities of my life are also existing in other realms. If not, they still exist in my heart and dreams. People I have loved, I still love. Places too. They all create who I am today. I thank my dreams for reminding me that I have a past and it is important to me even though I don't often think about it.