Before waking this morning I had a dream that I was unable to navigate the obstacles in front of me. I tackled a few, but a tall, flimsy, stack of books impeded my progress. I knew I could not go over it, nor could I find a way around. My fear of heights and falling terrified me into stagnation. I returned to the outset and complained, possibly to myself…the dream was less explicit here.
That dream has been haunting me all day. Its meaning so obvious and direct that my own mind seems to be mocking me. Can you remember your dreams? Are they encouraging?