the gossamer stuff of dreaming

Last night I had a lucid dream, and in it, I met a psychic and she told me that I should leave my husband. Waw, just writing that kinda scared me! She wasn't a very stable character, and at one point I had to console her, because her own relationships had not made her life any better. As dreams go, it was pretty interesting. I decided to write about it here because I have concluded that there should be one place in my life where I can lay everything on the line and not let fear and doubt consume me. Having written down what I dreamt and given a small part of it here, I already do not feel it as something to be scared of. Looking at it on the page has defused its power.


The dream made me think on my decisions that I have already made. I realized that although the dream told me something I felt difficult to hear, it suggested to me, quite unexpectedly, that the choices that I am to make, must be made because it is best for me. Whatever it may be. I shall make my views from a standpoint of personal empowerment, and not from a dream.

I know that that sounds as though I am going to shrug the dream off, and not head it's wisdom. I actually think that in this instance, I am looking at what I experienced in the dream, and I do take it seriously, but I also know that long ago, I decided to believe in my judgement.

What I am saying is that I do not feel comfortable making such a major decision on a dream. The dream is helpful, fruitful and strong enough to cause me to write about it. But whatever I choose to do, I do because the evidence proves that I should proceed in whatever direction I need to go.