I had the following dream on February 2nd, when it seemed like the transition from 2015 to 2016 was still in effect in my life and on the rest of the planet according to the astrology pundits. And that despite the calendar moving us into a new year, the transition point was holding all the intensity of the things that were still incomplete from the past until we truly met them. I don't remember a more intense transition into a New Year.
I dream I am with my partner and we are traveling with a man who is cherished by all who meet him. He has JOY and love for life. And he has complete commitment to all the things he does.
He is at his desk and I pass through his room and am trying to close the door quietly behind me that I am going through. But there is a wind that kicks in and it slams each time. The man is calling me back and telling me how important it is to close the door quietly and to work with the wind and to match its pressure in order to meet it and neutralize it. So I agree to work in this way. It takes a bit of time. And the feeling in the dream is very visceral--I can feel the tension of holding against an unpredictable wind. I find the door has come off its hinges and so it is even a bit more challenging. But I continue with it and eventually I am able to meet the wind pressure and close the door quietly.
When there is a drastic change in one's life or when you come through a very difficult time and see the new day just within reach I think there is a tendency to thrust the past behind you in a sense to say — "I'm out of here!" Let the chips fall and rush toward the 'new'.
But what this dream shows is how you leave one room is how you enter another. How you meet the elemental forces that inhabit our world with us, the alignment of the stars, the influence of planets and friends, all these forces which push in at us— how we meet them is how we hold all the parts of our life. And they are all of equal importance.
This man was impressive because he was with everything in the same way and it was the way he was with everything that seemed to BE his joy. His joy did not come from other things--it was the creative attention he seemed able to give everythingand every part of his life. When we are making our passage through a particularly difficult corridor and we want more than anything to be on the other side of this difficulty we can get fooled into thinking the next place we land will be happy and without relationship to what we have just gone through. The man in this dream says it is in these times especially that we take extra time to close the door to the last phase quietly and with great attention, to use every last minute of it meeting the elemental forces with everything we have, even if it feels like what we are saying goodbye to is completely unhinged at that point— that we do it anyway. That we leave with dignity so we can enter the next room withdignity.
Up until I had this dream I never saw that I might be capable of finding importance or value in meeting such an unpredictable wind in that way. Up until then I hadn't seen its true value. And that the very attention I gave to it might turn into a joyousness, that I would inhabit a moment so completely, giving myself over to doing something that seemed like nothing, and that doing it would bring me into alignment with the very origin of Joy and so with my whole life.