It’s twilight, my favourite time of the day. I’m outside my family home. I have just come back from a drive in the 2001 sexy green Peugeot 406. The neighbourhood is desolate. Everyone is in their gardens and homes.
My hair is perfect. unusually and familiarly – sensually silky. It slips rhythmically under my light, velvet, black cut sleeve collar shirt. I feel powerful. confident. beautiful. mysterious. reckless and awe striking. standing in my family’s garage, carrying a brown paper bag of groceries. with absolutely no plans- and in denial.
It is a late summer night. some neighbours might be swimming in their pools. Definitely lounging at least with friends. There is excitement in the air.
On my drive I must have seen the upscaling madness at the near roundabout. people are
celebrating their lives, everywhere. And I am alone, just coming back from grocery shopping. All dressed up and dolled up and confidence pumped up. My excitement doesn’r match the reality that I have nothing significant to do.
Suddenly, in calm slow motion I notice a movement in the sky and see a beautiful, beautiful sight! A planet, or the moon, or two moons.. But it is Huge. It is vivid. In HD, 3D. I knowingly realise that in a few minutes it will be totally dark, and that the beauty that I am seeing now will not compare with what’s to come.
Night falls. The colours explode in their magnitude. The planet’s beautiful rings of dust slowly swirling, and it is more real than myself of flesh and bone, standing in the garage witnessing the universe in motion. The miracle that I so infinitely lucky noticed was happening.
The scene morphs into 4D and I become unaware of anything but the phenomenon. I feel it is there for me only, and I am here to discover a connection or recognize a sign.
It’s getting chilly and the breeze moves my hair around my face. The planet then shivers and starts to move. I was paralyzed. I was rooted to my ground. I was witnessing an unbelievable and unbearable beauty. And I also was tremendously overwhelmed by Fear. It’s the end of the world; I have to start running and plan.
But suddenly the planet spirals erratically across the night sky from one corner to another, like pinball in a machine. As it madly zoomed everywhere the air charged with panic.at that moment, I was feeling disappointment. It was not as awe striking anymore. The randomness of the chaos felt fake to me. It ruined the scene and my expectations.
And as if by coincidence, the dream changes its scene state.
It keeps me interested, luring me to enter the adventure of aliens in space ships, watching us from above. Big brother, one global world state. Israel, third world war.
Note:
It’s been a while since i’ve had this dream. I never thought about it before now. It is one of a handful of vivid, super special life changing dreams. A variation of enlightenment, of a spiritual awakening. Both conscious & subconscious. This dream was a #nightmare-that-wasn’t.
PS: It has all the basic factors of a ‘conspiracy’ theory; end of world, war, rapture scenario.
Face Fear for what it is: The Unknown. Acknowledge that. Respect the terrifying phenomenon. Feel how aweing it is to witness beauty. Feel the deep respect and fear.
Unfortunately, the language is too simple, the style too shallow and the diction too repetitive. Nonetheless, I couldn’t stop reading because I wanted to know all that there is about Edward, and couldn’t wait to see what would happen between him and Bella. And so, 5 days later, I was done with all four books, and found myself writing this review. I really appreciate Meyer’s decision not to allow much to happen between Bella and Edward as in straight away, and that is why I couldn’t sleep or function for 5 days.…
I promise myself that I would try to close myself off emotionally to the world and trust no one. I don’t want to get carried away by my feelings again;
I need to stop being victimized by my own weakness and insecurities about other people, especially men.
