recently, i’ve been giving more of my attention to my dreams, waking and sleeping. a couple of weeks ago on my way home late at night, i was deep in thought. thinking of how disappointed i was that a relationship that seemingly had so much potential didn’t work out, i felt betrayed that this person i trusted completely disappeared from my life. it made me question what i was doing with him in the first place. my thoughts were interrupted. from across the street a dog was running straight towards me barking viciously.
i had spent time over the last couple weeks working through exercises to let go of the anger, sadness, and hurt i felt. i worked on breathing deeply, meditating, and writing. i went to a dance class, immersed myself in books.
all of those things i did were helpful, but it wasn’t until after i screamed “NO!” with every fiber of my being twice at this scary dog that i really felt a release. the dog backed off and ran back across the street. i was relieved, not just because i wasn’t attacked, but because i realized that i needed to scream. i didn’t only feel relieved, i felt empowered. i felt closer to being myself again.
that night while sleeping, there were bulldogs in my dream. friendly dogs, we were just hanging out. in the morning i looked to see what bulldogs symbolize. “…that some protective force is helping you move forward in life.” it was reassuring. most of the time i am aware of the connectivity of the universe at large, but i think i needed a reminder. i needed to reconnect.
the same source says about viciously barking dogs: “…conflict within yourself, may also indicate betrayal and untrustworthiness.”
paying attention to the ordinary, everyday magic of the universe makes me feel whole. it’s a special treat. this is what life is, a dream, a gift. the magic is all around us all the time.