Serendipity

An interesting fact about myself is, when I am able to dream, which isn’t too often, I dream in a very cinematic way. I’m not sure if this is due to the creativity aspect of my life but every time I dream, it’s with great cinematic details. This usually involves how i’m able to see the dream, usually from a point of view of myself, but everything, such as camera angles, smells, what you hear and the feeling the scene gives off is accounted for.

I wanted to share a dream I had this morning, a beautiful dream that wistfully brought back a flood of emotions and memories.

I had my eyes closed, but I could feel that I was standing on grass. It was soft and comforting at the bottom of my feet. I could feel the wind blow against my face, the fresh air had brought along the beautiful smell of the waters. I could hear the leaves rustle, the trees swaying, and the water ripple along side the wind. It was a calming sound of nature. I could smell something else along side the water, a hint of a floral smell.

I slowly opened my eyes as my body relaxed to the scene. Standing in front of me was a woman, the floral scent was coming from her. She was standing at the edge of the river bed watching the sunset. I looked around to see that I was surrounded by trees, the leaves were in beautiful autumn colours. The river was coloured with the beauty of mother nature, kissed by the sunset.

She slowly turned to me, I couldn’t recognize her but I did recognize the feeling in which she emitted. It was foreign and yet something familiar. As she turned I could hear the sound of a bicycle bell ringing. We both looked to see a little boy riding his bike, smiling from ear to ear.

I look back to her, and she to me. She points to me and then to the boy. I stand confused, she does this repeatedly until Im finally able to muster up the words “I don’t understand”. She smiles and walks towards me. She points to my heart while gently poking my chest with her finger. “Everything will be okay. You’ll be okay” She now points to the boy “You always wanted a son. Look at him, you gave him so much. You’ll be okay.”

I could feel a weight being lifted. Tears formed in my eyes. “Who are you? How come I can’t see you?” I asked.

“You can’t see what isn’t real. You created me when you needed me the most.”

I looked at her more intensely in hopes of seeing her face. She laughed and hugged me. It was at that moment, I had realized why she felt so familiar.

When I was homeless and alone. I had wrapped a jacket around me to keep myself warm. I had mustered up all of the energy I had left inside to stop myself from breaking down. I tucked the jacket under my butt to tighten the jacket to make it seem as if I was being held. It was that familiar feeling that she gave off. She was my protector. The reason I was okay. The reason I know that everything now will be okay.