Thou hast only to follow the wall far enough and there will be a door in it. – Marguerite de Angeli
Many years ago, and I really mean many, I used to have this recurring dream several times a year. It was almost always the same scene. I would be walking through a very old forest. The scene would be something right out of The Lord of the Rings trilogy, where the trees are huge and seem older than everything else. Lichen and moss covered boulders peek out of the underbrush. The path twists and turns along the forest floor. Not much light comes through because of the dense canopy. The tree trunks and roots are gnarled and knotted with age.
Typically I would walk leisurely for quite some time. Eventually, I would come to a huge stone barrier over 20 feet high which stretched out as far as I could see, both left and right. You could tell the stones were old and had been perfectly knitted together without mortar. They were placed so exactly that you could barely discern a crack. In a practical sense, this meant there was nothing to hold on to. There was no visible way to climb over. I had no way to move forward.
During subsequent dreams over the years, I always came to this barrier. It’s funny, but every time I woke from these dreams I had a very strong sense the dream represented my inability to get past a certain “something” in my life. It was representative of my own internal barriers preventing my personal progress. At the time, I never ventured to the left or right of the stone barrier. I always stopped and contemplated the mossy, slick looking stones.
Years later, the dream changed slightly. I turned to the left and walked along the barrier. In a very short amount of time, I stumbled upon a wooden door set in the stone barrier. It had always been there, but I had not chosen to look for it. I had always stopped at the barrier in slight despair. With high anticipation, I opened the door and walked through. It was as if the world had exponentially expanded. The sense of relief was almost overwhelming.
After I opened the door and walked through, I never had this series of dreams again. What’s interesting is that at the time of the door opening dream, I had made significant changes in my personal life that opened up worlds of opportunity for me. The dreams were reflecting my waking reality.
Moral of the story: The door is there. We just need to venture a little further to find it.
Have a great day!
Michael
Tags: Guidance
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