I woke up the other morning realizing that I have had a fairly consistent dream over the past several years. While i can’t completely understand the associated timing, I am starting to understand the meaning of the dream.
First, let me share some brief background.
With very few exceptions, I have always considered myself to be a good student. I love to learn and school has always been a place of pure enjoyment for me.
Ironically enough, I was never interested in my English classes. I completed my assignments, read the books and participated in class, but frankly I was never enthusiastic about being there.
Not surprisingly, my dream involves my time spent in this class – or, more accurately, my time not spent in this class. For some reason or another, I either chose not to attend class or I simply decided that the assignments could be left until the end of the semester.
As the dream progresses, the semester eventually comes to a close, and you can imagine my emotional state as I quickly realize that I haven’t done anything and I am left wondering how I am ultimately going to succeed in a class in which I really haven’t participated. The realization of potential failure turns the “dream” into a nightmare.
Fortunately, the dream always seems to end with me successfully completing the class although it also omits the details regarding how.
As with anything in life, this dream is subject to interpretation. My interpretation of this dream is that I may be associating success with the existence of a plan. This dream seems to tell me that I can still be successful without one.
Right now, I really have no other choice but to believe.