Dream Journal: Accusers
I've been having these foggy dreams lately where someone is talking to me all night and we're having a whole conversation, but in the morning I can't remember what was said, just that it was nice to hear from them.
Last night I had repeated dreams of accusations. They were from multiple people but the loudest were from a female energy that was very aggressive. Almost like... Like she was on steroids or something, it was strange. Pumped up aggression and anger towards me. The scene was people trying to put together these metal sticks with connectors, and they were yelling at me that I couldn't do it.
It actually reminded me a little bit of last week when the kids at school wanted me to put up their play tent. I thought it was just a pop-up one but when I got it out of the bag, it had those metal rods to put together. The kids were yelling at me to set it up but I couldn't concentrate that way, so I finally told them no and that we'd do it later because I didn't know how to put it together.
So the dream was putting together these little metal sticks with neon connections but adults yelling at me that I didn't know what I was doing and I didn't have the ability to put them together. I wasn't stressed out this time, though. A guy I know was there and he was like, they're trying to tell you that you have to level up in their game by eating these berries and then you'll be able to do the things they're saying you can't do. It was almost like a video game in that way. And I was like, oh. But I didn't eat the fruit and just looked at these sticks wondering like, why are they getting so worked up over this, though? I'm not going to play.
And the woman yelling at me that I was a fool who couldn't do anything... I was just looking at her confused like, why are you so angry? Why are you coming for me with this beefed up aggression? Why are you hurling these accusations at me? I'm not even playing the game you're playing.
Like, stop worrying about me and what I'm doing, accusers. I'm fine. I'm on a different path. I'm not going by a scorecard. I'm not trying to rack up points. And I'm not stupid or naive or sad. Or crazy.
So, do yourselves a favor and quit trying to knock me off my path, because it won't work. You're not going up against me when you do that, you're going up against the Creator who designed my path and placed me on it. My path has nothing to do with my accusers. You don't have to understand it, or comment on it, or approve of it, in fact don't even look at it. You can't even see it anyway. Enjoy your berries and your little puzzle, kids.
|Art by Brian Froud|