Dream - Cross the Line
I've had dreams where I become immobile, turning stagnant in the middle of motion. I'm not sure why this happens, or why I still see the world around me. It's unsettling though, to fall from my feet and be unable to stand up anymore. I understand this may be linked to the body's state of paralysis during sleep, but I feel there's more that the dream is trying to tell me. I've always felt like dreams are trying to say something about our waking life, but I don't always have the answers to them.
Last night I had one of those visions where I had fallen and I couldn't get up. I felt helpless down there, with my face pinned against the wooden floor. I wasn't alone either; I remember there were a few of us that had dropped to the ground. I remember hearing voices whisper, "stay low," and then a white curtain veiled me. I couldn't lift my arms or legs, I became one of the dead bodies you find on a crime scene. I don't know what crime was committed, or what I was supposed to be "framed" for in their lines of chalk.
Lately, I've focused on wrapping up with my current course, but the closer I get to finishing this term, the more nervous I become about passing our exams and assessments. While I aim for success, it's been difficult sustaining the strength I had at the beginning of this year. Even though it has only been a few months, I feel there's been lots of mental and physical straining since then. The long days spent at school, the nights I sacrificed to study; ALL the work to this point has drained so much on my part.
I'm near the end of this season and can't wait to rest my worried head. I have less than one month remaining and I'd like to devote some of that time to studying for the board exam. it's the most important, expensive event I've anticipated this whole time. If I don't pass, I feel all the pain and suffering I endured (with our class) would be for nothing. It would be so defeating to walk so far down only to drop dead. But I can't fear finishing the path ahead of me - We'll just have to see what happens when I cross that line.
Last night I had one of those visions where I had fallen and I couldn't get up. I felt helpless down there, with my face pinned against the wooden floor. I wasn't alone either; I remember there were a few of us that had dropped to the ground. I remember hearing voices whisper, "stay low," and then a white curtain veiled me. I couldn't lift my arms or legs, I became one of the dead bodies you find on a crime scene. I don't know what crime was committed, or what I was supposed to be "framed" for in their lines of chalk.
Lately, I've focused on wrapping up with my current course, but the closer I get to finishing this term, the more nervous I become about passing our exams and assessments. While I aim for success, it's been difficult sustaining the strength I had at the beginning of this year. Even though it has only been a few months, I feel there's been lots of mental and physical straining since then. The long days spent at school, the nights I sacrificed to study; ALL the work to this point has drained so much on my part.
I'm near the end of this season and can't wait to rest my worried head. I have less than one month remaining and I'd like to devote some of that time to studying for the board exam. it's the most important, expensive event I've anticipated this whole time. If I don't pass, I feel all the pain and suffering I endured (with our class) would be for nothing. It would be so defeating to walk so far down only to drop dead. But I can't fear finishing the path ahead of me - We'll just have to see what happens when I cross that line.