I have always paid attention to my dreams, sometimes for deeper meanings, or, if for nothing deep comes to mind, they make for interesting story ideas. Dreams are by nature irrational and scattered. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, so to speak.
Not long ago I dreamed that I was on a long airline flight with people I knew well enough to be comfortable with but I didn't know who they were. I also couldn't tell you where I was going. I saw a vision in the dream of what seemed to be a picture that represented my life. Everyone on the plane had a picture of their lives too. Each one of us on the plane, including myself. Had to take a portion of that picture, like a piece from a jigsaw puzzle, with them. That's about all I remember of it, now. I awoke thinking "hmmm, that was interesting" and dismissed it.
But then I had that same dream again last night, I woke up and took notice. This one was a little different. The flight legnth was the same but the since the plane was smaller, the trip was longer. This time I remember being more annoyed with the whole thing more than I was in the previous dream. There were people bowling in the aisle, for some reason and I was trying to get a smart-phone to work. But the same nondescript people were there, and we all had to take that puzzle piece of our lives with us. I saw a thumb and for finger peal a piece of the puzzle out.
I have absolutely no training in dream interpretation, but, hey its my dream, I can interpenetrate it how I like. Right?
This is how I see it. Having the second dream means that I didn't pay attention to whatever the message was before and now it has become more urgent. I think that both planes represent a confined space that means stress of some sort, and the "trip" is not endless. I need to be patient, whatever the stressful situation is it will not last forever. When I saw the jigsaw puzzle of life, I simply knew it was a little piece of hell in our lives we must take with us wherever we go. The thumb and forefinger means we have a choice of what little piece of hell we take with us.
Be patient, this too shall pass. And, by the way, you can't run away from yourself. Life will never be perfectly blissful. OK, Higher Power, I get it now.
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