So, I had this weird dream last night, and it’s been bugging me all day. I figured I’d write it down and see if it makes any sense.
It all started with me walking through this forest, you know, the kind you see in fairy tales. And then, bam! There it was – this massive tree, bigger than anything I’d ever seen. I mean, this thing was huge, its branches scraping the sky. I felt drawn to it, like it was calling my name or something.
- I started walking towards it, pushing through bushes and stepping over roots.
- The closer I got, the bigger it seemed. It was like the tree was growing as I approached.
- And the roots, man, they were everywhere, thick and gnarled, like the fingers of some giant.
Finally, I reached the base of the tree. I looked up, and it was like staring into the universe. The trunk was so wide I couldn’t even wrap my arms around it. I felt so small, so insignificant next to this giant.
A Strange Feeling
Then, I started climbing. Don’t ask me why, I just felt like I had to. I grabbed onto the bark, rough and thick, and pulled myself up. It was a tough climb, I won’t lie. My muscles were burning, my hands were scraped, but I kept going.
The higher I climbed, the more peaceful it felt. The sounds of the forest faded away, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves. It was like I was ascending to another world, a world of tranquility and wisdom. Or maybe I just made that up. I felt like I was getting closer to something important, something I needed to understand. Could it be God? I don’t know.
Finally, after what felt like forever, I reached the top. And the view, oh man, the view was breathtaking. I could see for miles, over the forest, over the mountains, over the whole world. I felt like I was on top of the world, literally. At that moment, I felt this incredible sense of peace, like everything was going to be okay.
Then, I woke up. Just like that, back in my bed, the dream gone. But the feeling stayed with me, you know? That feeling of strength, of stability, of being connected to something bigger than myself.
I don’t know what it all means, but it felt significant. Maybe it’s about personal growth, maybe it’s about finding my place in the world. Or maybe it was just a dream, a random jumble of thoughts and images. Who knows?
Either way, I wanted to share it. It’s not every day you dream about a tree that’s bigger than a skyscraper, right? Just like the Native Americans, I felt there was something sacred about that tree, but I just couldn’t figure it out.
