I've always had vivid dreams and I've been fortunate enough to remember the details when I wake... at least most of the time. This wasn't such a blessing when I was younger as I had frequent nightmares. I remember reading once that the average person has about two to three nightmares a year. I didn't believe it, so I had to look it up myself. Turns out that the average adult has one nightmare a year and kids have maybe 5-10. Still, I was having that many in a week. But, that's not the point of this post.
I've been noticing lately that my dreams are all about the changes happening in and around my life right now and instead of fear and trepidation, these dreams are filled with positive symbolism and experiences and I wake feeling more confident, more at peace, and more filled with love than when I went to sleep.
When I was a child, I felt like my brain was an enemy, that my intelligence was an impediment and that my inability to not over-think or to shut off my brain at night was going to be some critical flaw that caused my eventual undoing (I was so dramatic as a child), but the truth is I feel that those things are what allowed me to arrive to this point in my life, where I'm filled with peace and hope and contentedness.
I'm 42 and I am finally in love. The man causes me to actually feel things, which in and of itself is a miracle, and I find myself excited at the thought of forever (insert echo of the word "forever" here)... Part of me wishes I would have found him sooner, because that's what my brain does, it focuses on what could have been better, but the truth is, I don't think either of us was ready for one another until now.
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