Direction

May 2017

I am going to work and parking in a space but I am not sure if it's where I usually park or not? It's a strange feeling when you know that you should know, and to some degree it feels right, but you know deep down that it's not. How odd?

In this dream I have parked in a multi-level car park. I'm ready to go home but haven't the foggiest idea where I've parked the car. I search and search and search. Wandering around and around, level after level, able to gaze over the barriers at the dozens of cars filling the car park. I'm going up and down stairwells, along open corridors all the while looking over the side at lower levels in the hopes of seeing my little car.

I am asking everyone for help but they're on their own paths. I am very aware of time ticking along. I'm feeling awkward and somewhat embarrassed.

Being unable to find my parked car actually means that I can't leave the place where I am, so I'm stuck somewhere, can't leave it, don't love it. I'm on foot walking at a pace of the human soul, searching for what my soul really needs to be walking towards ... and my car ISN'T THAT!

The car can't help me find what is truly important for me, it can't help me find myself but by being unable to find it in my dream I was gifted with the knowledge that I needed to change my direction and goal. Thank you Universe x How very cool is that!