© 2017 Lynsey

Hat dreams

Last night I dreamed a man gave me a hat.

I have no idea who the man was, or even what the hat looked like.

Obviously, this was not a dream full of rich details.

I don’t dream very frequently, so when I do dream, I tend to pay attention – not so much to the dream, but to the feelings provoked – and from that I can usually interpret a meaning for me.

In this case, I felt that the dream meant that I was changing roles and accepting a different kind of responsibility.

It felt good. Beyond that, I don’t know any further details. Perhaps it was a view of the future.

This morning, as we started to sort out curtains for our bedroom, I felt drawn to a rack of fabrics. Imagine my surprise to see a hat; just sitting on the bolts. There was no-one around and there was no sign of anyone who even looked like they might be the owner.

I was tempted to take the hat – remembering my dream – but I thought of the distraught owner having lost his precious hat, and I resisted.

When we left the hat was still sitting, waiting for the reunion.

I’m still waiting for the change of roles and responsibilities.

Manifesto
14. Every day the ordinary can be the extraordinary.
39. Every day trust that there is a bigger picture. You are a part of it even if you may not know what it is.
47. Every day you are responsible.

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