Other people's dreams are so boring...

But lately I've been having dreams like I've never dreamt before. I have to attribute it to my practice and to my studying of Buddhism and meditation. I just had to post this one because it was so universally true, but, as I said above, I won't over indulge because unless you're a psychotherapist, mostly other people's dreams are truly mundane and boring.

It started out that I was walking through a poor neighborhood and it had snowed and frozen and there were all of these squirrels and other small animals frozen in the snow. There were no people, no signs of life anywhere. As I continued to walk it got sunnier and sunnier and people started to come out of their houses and dig out the snow and the animals started coming to life and cats started coming out and chasing the squirrels. (My cat does that all the time.) Eventually all the snow melted and it was dry and it wasn't cold. I reached a house that was run down, but seemed familiar. I went in through the back door. I seemed I had been walking down the alley behind all of these houses. Do I entered the back door of this house and it was instantly familiar to me, but it didn't seem to be where I lived. I walked through the house and out on to the front porch and I saw a copy of my favorite book, but I don't remember what it was, I just knew that it was my most beloved book. And there were all of these people who were happy that I had gotten there, but they didn't rush to greet me, they just went on doing what they were doing. Some were talking, some were playing cards or something. There was incense burning. And I remember it was this enormous screened in porch kind of run down, but very comfortable.

I looked out side and there was this endless landscape of just a green field as far as the eye could see. I opened the door to leave the porch to try to go home and I ended up right back inside the porch. I looked out and saw the same landscape and I said to myself aha! this is where I belong. Inside is the same as outside. It wasn't that I couldn't get to the outside, it was that I didn't need to. In my dream I had this overwhelming sense of understanding everything about inside and outside and how we are all part of the whole and I sort of lingered in that space for a while even though I realized that I was dreaming at this point, but it was very comforting.

Peace