What’s in a Dream?

Dream about Kites

English: Multicolored nylon lattice delta kite (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We all dream when we sleep; at least that’s what I read somewhere. When I was younger, I remember having vivid, colorful, sometimes even magical dreams.

As I’ve gotten older, my dreams seemed to fade in both intensity and color. My sleep patterns have become erratic at best–due to stress, age and other factors that almost everyone experiences as they get older. But in the last few months, I’ve noticed a change in the quality of my dreams. In fact, several weeks ago I had a huge “Aha” moment.

I had a Dream

When I was in Texas in July, I had the most vivid and realistic dream I can remember in quite some time. I was out in a field, flying a kite; it was high up in the sky–in fact, I don’t even remember seeing the kite up in the sky. I just knew I was there and holding the string.

All of a sudden, a huge gust of wind pushed the kite so hard that the string was pulled out of my hands. The kite was flying free and the string was being dragged behind it across the field. I was running across the field, chasing after the string–which was just out of reach.

It took me a few days to put things together–chalk it up to not getting enough sleep–but my dream was actually a memory; it all really happened.

It really happened

dreamWhen I was young, my Dad took my brother and I out for an afternoon of kite-flying. We were in a schoolyard, with our kites, string and tails. Dad helped us put our kites together and then helped us both get them off the ground. I don’t remember how old we were, but my brother must have been young enough not to be able to get his kite going.

Meanwhile, I remember letting the string out, watching the kite go higher and higher; until there was a little tug as the string freed itself from my hands. I remember feeling delight as I watched it fly up and away; but then realized it was gone and started running and crying.

As you might guess, the wind took my kite away. As the afternoon continued, we still had my brother’s kite and finished the afternoon flying his kite before dinner.

Deciphering the Dream

This part is easy and very obvious for anyone who knows me. For the last 2 years, I feel like I have had no control over most of the things going on in my life.

Chasing that kite string was a big wake-up call for me! With so much going on in my life–things I have no control over–I need to let go of the reins (or at least the kite strings) and let the winds of life do what they will.

Life is going to be what it’s going to be, do what it wants to do; and nothing I do is going to change things. The prayer that I learned so many years ago applies to this phase (and most others) of my life so well:

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference.

Comments

  1. Dreams can be really powerful! I agree with you that dreams somehow fade or become a little more mundane and less magical as years go by… but being able to regain the intensity is a huge thing! Chase that kite and hold on to it 🙂

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