I had a very inspiration dream the other night. I have always been a person who takes a few baby steps in life and then stops to look, to make sure I have made progress. The problem with looking every few steps, is that often, where you are isn’t that much different than where you were the last time you looked. I would panic…..oh my god my life is stagnating again!….. and I would get discouraged and depressed. Here is the dream I had the other night:
I was swimming in a lake…. I was trying to reach and island that was in the middle of the lake. I was doing to back stroke, and I would keep rolling over to make sure I was going the right way. Every time I would stop to look where I was going, the current would start pushing me backwards. I would start my back stroke again, and again I would stop to look. I wasn’t making much progress, and I was getting quite tired. All of a sudden there was this loud booming voice that said……STOP LOOKING AND JUST SWIM! Have faith that you are going to right way and just swim. So I just swam and had faith I was going to right way, and I did end up reaching the island safely.
The moral of the story….. it is okay to monitor your progress, but to be obsessively watching every little step you make to see if you are any further ahead, can be detrimental to your progress. You will tire yourself out, and if you panic , may even metephorically cause you to drown yourself. Relax, enjoy the process….. you will get there in your own time.
I recently was thinking about a dream I had a while ago, that had a very profound lesson for me. I thought it would be good to share that lesson with others.
I was part of a group of scientists that were doing genetic engineering. We were taking people’s genetic codes, tweaking it so it was more perfect, growing them new bodies and then transferring their minds to their new bodies. The first time we tried it, the results went well, but then we tweaked even more, so that the genes were as perfect as we could get them, and then again transferred their minds to their new bodies. The second time round, went terribly wrong. Me and the other scientists got called in, in the middle of the night, because all of the subjects had gone mad. Subject 1 and 2 (both male) had gone on a violent spree, killing anyone they found, and destroying anything they could. Subject 3 (also male) had reverted to a school boy state, and was quite enamoured with me, like school boy to his teacher. The only problem was, he had the temper of a child, but the strength of a perfect adult male body. I managed to convince him to stay where he was, and we kept looking. We found subject 4 (female). Subject 4 had the ideal female body, beautiful as a supermodel, everything women want to be, but when we found her, she had mutilated herself (specifically the female parts). It turns out she was transgendered… she did’t want to be the perfect female, but the perfect male. Most of the other subjects had been killed by 1 and 2…as I continued to look for survivors, the dream began to fade, and I was left with one profound thought……… The human mind cannot survive inside a perfect body, so why bother to try and be perfect.