I just woke up from one of the coolest dreams I’ve had in a while. When my alarm brought me out of it I just laid there with my eyes closed hoping for a chance to slip back into my unconscious trance. I poured over the details of the dream trying to reconstruct the world I knew was quickly slipping away from my tethered hold on reality. The details slowly came back to me as a soft pinprick of light blossoming in the dark, the Big Bang of my astral plane.
Comfy, sunshine yellow illumination filled my vision slowly dampening revealing the insides of a pleasant home: earthy tones of furniture, my children’s feet pitter-pattering across an open floor, ginormous windows surrounding the exterior walls. I felt myself slip away from a warm body, my wife, as I began to float about the room. Resting at the windows, my breath left my lungs.
It seemed I had been dropped into a more pleasant opening of The Wizard of Oz, but faster paced version of Up. Open skies filled the view. Sunshine spilled across the snowy landscape filling the mountainous canvas with shadows and light. We were traveling north to visit my wife’s family. My house was flying. FLYING!
Things began to speed up. The air became colder. The house slipped down through the clouds hugging the mountainsides. We zipped back and forth, up and down each pass bringing us closer and closer to danger. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Trees slapped the sides of the house spraying powdered snow onto the windows. Panic began to set in just as… My alarm blared to life pulling me out of the vision.
I’m surprised I remember as much as I do because of how fleeting my dreams can be, but I also believe I remembered so much because this dream has significance in relation to my life as of late. Family is very important to me, and I’ve never felt so whole as I do right now with my son, three daughters, and wife all under the same roof for the holidays. That same feeling of wholeness persisted throughout the dream.
At the same time, I have never felt so distant from my immediate and extended family to include moms, dads, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters, brothers, and in-laws. This will be the first holiday we have spent away from my wife’s family or mine. My family is together yet apart at the same time. That is where the significance lies.
In the dream, my family is together in our home traveling to see other family, but certain obstacles have made it impossible to visit them. The flying, crashing house is the obstacle before us. I am happy yet sad at the same time about all of this. I’m sure there are a lot of families out there who go through the same thing every year. I suppose this is just another period of growth in my life as I grow older and mortality becomes more apparent for myself and the ones I love.
What’s the takeaway? Life is short. Love your family while you have them even if it’s not during the holidays.