I had a dream. It felt so real that when I woke up I had to be sure that I was in my bed. That has happened to all of us. Why? I am not an expert and honestly, I’ve read some things on it and I still am not sure what to believe so I can only listen to my gut.
This particular dream left me sad, and regretful. A bit angry. However, those feelings dissipated when I work up. Yes, it was a reminder of bad decisions I had made in a past relationship. We have all been there. So what? Why am I having dreams about something in my rearview mirror?
Perhaps our past is never really in the rearview. As humans we are imperfect and its quite possible we will or could make the same mistakes. Growth happens in baby steps. It doesn’t mean that we might not learn in bigger ways, but really that life is recycling situations, in one way or another. Progress comes in how we think or act differently, regardless of how subtle the change or shift may be.
Maybe that’s what living the dream really is.