Dreaming

I was thankful to wake this morning and realise it was only a dream. I don’t recall many of my dreams but I think Stephen going to the toilet about 4am awakened me, when I would have normally slept on and been none the wiser.

It wasn’t a bad dream but one I was pleased was not my reality. It seemed I was back working as a nurse and as I finished my shift, I had to start on a cleaning job. The woman in charge looked me in the eye and said I already owed her four hours on top of what would become my regular shift. Then there was some kind of third job. I wasn’t given any instructions on what to do, but other cleaners were moving busily around. I am not sure what the third job was but I seemed to have started that and then wondered about how I would get in the hours to do both the cleaning and the nursing as well as that one. I was adding it up in my head and realised the numbers didn’t match. There simply weren’t enough hours in the day and especially not this day. As usual, the buildings were old fashioned and the cleaning part seemed to be outside in a concrete area. At one stage, I entered the building and went back to the ward I had been working in and noticed the net curtains needed replacing. I asked if they wanted that done and received an affirmative. It was about then that I woke up.

The feeling of the dream was having too much to do, too little time to do it and not knowing what was required of me. The net curtains I saw was the only part that was actually real. My net curtains do need replacing.

I am not busy in my life right now. There is not too much to do and I do have most of my cleaning up to date. So, what would this dream be about? I have been examining my own mortality lately and as I mentioned in yesterday’s blog, I have been thinking of my final judgement and the fact that we haven’t got an unlimited amount of time left. At 67, that could be anything from 10 to 30 years or even 10 days. One does not know what awaits us and one certainly doesn’t think when one is younger about our time running out, especially when one is fit and well. Could this dream be symbolically suggesting I still have much to do before my time is up? I do believe we map out most of what we want to work on in our lives before we incarnate. Do I have a lot of unfinished business? The nursing could indicate there is more healing work for me to do, the cleaning, more work on myself and the third job, perhaps something I am not aware of yet. I did have that thought in the dream that I didn’t know what was required of me in the cleaning job. All I knew was that I had too much to do and too little time to do it in.

And then again, this dream could symbolise absolutely nothing, perhaps just clearing up something from my past. I have had periods in my life when I have been incredibly busy with seemingly too few hours in the day to do the things I wanted to do.

Whatever, I wont give this any more thought, except maybe, to replace those net curtains in the spare bedroom.