The Nightmare
Last night I had a nightmare about one of the things in my day to day community I fear most. What can I learn?
Have you had a nightmare recently that is clearly, obviously driven by a personal fear?
Things have been going really well for me this past year, especially over the past five months.
However, this past week, a conversation began to cast a shadow over that joy, and as I spent more time thinking about it yesterday, it fed into a really bad dream that everything fell apart.
I woke up disturbed by determined to roll up my sleeves and do what I can for that not to happen.
Working with my natural tendencies to tilt headlong at problems attempting to solve them, I would like instead to approach it completely differently.
Meditation. More meditation. Contemplation. Lectio Divina. Support from trusted people to find the inner guidance instead of stubbornly going it alone and thinking I know what to do.
I don’t have the answers. I have a lot of questions. I think of Rilke’s famous quote from his Letters to a Young Poet:
“I want to beg you, as much as I can, dear sir, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.’
