Two nights ago I had a dream that the world was ending. Everything was in ruins and debris cascading down around me. And even though the world was ending in my dream, my dream self knew that if I could just survive the end of the world it would be ok. It would not be easy, but there would be a new beginning afterwards. If I could survive, things would go on.
The end of the world was terrifying. I did not feel like I would survive. It is the sort of dream you would normally wake up from feeling an impending sense of dread. The thing about this dream though, was it had a great sound track (Yep, my dreams have sound tracks, and are in colour, but that will have to be another day). I woke up with R.E.M.’s It’s the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine) on constant replay in my head. I have to admit, after 2 days of constant replay it is starting to get annoying.
But here’s the thing. If you have any belief that dreams are messages, from the universe or your subconscious or whatever, then dreaming of the end of the world would have to be a pretty big message of some pretty major changes going down. Normally changes would freak me out, but there was a double message in this dream that if I can make it through these changes then I will be fine. And that message is being reinforced by the fact the song is stuck in my head.
Consciously I have no idea of a change currently happening in my life that would be represented by the end of the world and I am really wondering on what signs and signals my subconscious may be picking up on. But whatever the signs are, and whatever the change is, I am excited by the prospect. My subconscious is also picking up that I will be fine.
I just hope I don’t have too long to wait for this change to start happening. I can feel myself becoming hyper-vigilant looking for signs, and hypervigilance can not be sustained, and will bring forth change I don’t want if it is.
So, here I am, waiting for my world to end because I know I will be fine.