I’m posting twice today because I didn’t get to use enough words in my last post due to the fact that I used so many cute, pumpkiny (ya, it’s great new word) pictures. You realize if I don’t use my words on you, my husband is the recipient. You keep my marriage happy and for that I am forever indebted.
So, I am questioning reality this morning. Did you ever have a dream so tangible you could swear it was reality?
Last night I picked up a book and decided to finally get started on it. I flipped it over to read the back cover and the first words were, “Enter an adrenaline-laced epic where dreams and reality collide.”
I excitedly blurted, “That’s it! That’s exactly what happened to me.”
Looking around the empty room, I remembered I was alone and felt a little silly for my outburst.
My dream the other night was reality. I’m still confused by it. (Don’t say anything!) My dream did collide with reality.
I was lying in bed almost asleep, but not quite, when I started dreaming. I knew I was dreaming folks, but I was asleep enough to be seeing this dream in my mind and yet, I reacted physically in this dream. Yes, mind gets freakier each day. So, to recap, I was sorta asleep, knew I was dreaming, and physically participated in this dream.
In my dream I was in the bathroom and had opened the cabinet above the toilet. For some reason I bent down and when I came up, I cracked my head on the cabinet door. Interestingly I actually started sitting up in my semi-sleep and then jumped when I hit the (imaginary) cabinet door. I swear I had a bump on my head!
The funny thing is that I actually did bang my head on the cabinet door earlier that day. I do it all the time! I have a permanent groove in my forehead.
I forgot my point. Maybe I’ll go take a nap and dream of someone ironing clothes for me…it could actually be me doing it and not even realizing I’m participating in my dream. It’s a lack of sleep. I’m scaring myself.
Oh, the book I never started is “Black, The Birth of Evil” by Ted Dekker. Book One, the Circle Trilogy.
What are you reading?