A Dream I Had

Describing dreams can be challenging; they often feel surreal and otherworldly. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been intrigued by my dreams with curiosity attempting to decipher the lessons they hold. Recently, I had a dream where I found myself at a music festival alongside my husband, nestled in the tall grass far from the stage. My oldest son, positioned closer to the music, was dancing wildly and leaping about with big energy. The beat of bongos filled the air and the music had a primal, invigorating quality.

In an unexpected turn, he playfully approached a fellow festival-goer and gently tapped them four times on the head with his palm while continuing to dance. This individual, in turn, sought out someone else and repeated the playful gesture, lightly boxing their ears. The next “recipient” of this playful ritual was my younger son. He seemed somewhat uneasy with the unfolding situation, perhaps finding it unusual, as he wasn’t typically one to engage in such silliness in a group setting. Nevertheless, he too surrendered to the infectious playfulness, lightly tapping another person’s forehead four times with his pointer finger before bursting into laughter and turning away to join the others in dance.

This chain continued, and the playful gesture was passed along like a loving, contagious game. Eventually, it reached a man who had observed me from far away in the field. With a serene unhurriedness, he made his way to me, placing his warm hands on my cheeks and gently cradling my face. In that moment, a profound sense of warmth and knowing enveloped me, and I felt safe and rejuvenated. As I looked into his eyes, I whispered ever so gently, almost as if discovering a gift, “You are a healer.” He smiled with an enormous grin and he looked like he was from a time long long ago, he was missing teeth and had a chopped up haircut and primitive dark eyes. His smile told me that he “knew”, but he was not “aware” of it, as if proud of being called something he saw as noble, all the while just being himself. His eyes shone with wisdom. In that instant, I felt “all the love in the world”, and my heart was full. It dawned on me that I emanate from a place of healing, from an innate capacity to heal, as we all do. Passing on this healing energy and love, I shared this revelation with my partner by cradling his face. Then he knew.