On January 29, I awakened feeling rested. Shortly after I remembered that I’d dreamed I was once again in one of Oprah’s homes. In this dream I was in the kitchen preparing an egg for someone who either had an eating peculiarity or an upset stomach. This person was never revealed to me in the dream. And it wasn’t Oprah.
I can no longer remember anything other than the fact that I re-cooked that simple egg twice so that it would be perfect. It had to taste good but it also had to look perfect: the yolk had to be loose and cooked just so around the edges. I also remember feeling completely comfortable — unlike the slight discomfort I felt the first time I was in her home (in my dream of course some three months earlier).
As I said, I did not see or interact with Oprah in either dream but she was in the house and I heard her yell from the top of the stairs that she would be down shortly. I also remember upon awakening that I “saw” and talked to Gayle as we hiked in the hills near the home.
I interpreted my first dream to mean I was going to have a “Breakthrough.” This was what I imagined breakthroughs to feel like. My interpretation of the second dream again situated in O’s home, in circumstances where “lack” seemed not to have a place, caused my thoughts of breakthroughs to strengthen. But more importantly I focused on the attention I gave to cooking that simple egg. And I reminded myself that everything I did, all of my work deserved that kind of attention.
I know these musings on dreaming or what some might call superstition may not sit well with some of you reading this. But here’s the deal. If you happen to be a boomer, you know there are periods in your life when you simply do not dream—either metaphorically or when sleeping. Some may protest that you dream every night but just do not remember the dreams. That for me is the same as not dreaming in terms of its usefulness.
Dreams give us hope. And there are times when they have opened a dimension for me that I could not penetrate in consciousness. So the fact that I can project myself further in my own mind and work as a result of an affirming dream means boatloads to me. I don’t call that superstition. Do you?
As an aside, I won tickets to Oprah’s traveling LIfeclass Tour last week scheduled to tape in New York on April 2. In fact I received an email stating my seats had been moved to the orchestra section. Just saying and I am smiling.
How do your superstitions or if you prefer dreams play a part in your life?
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