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Dreams and Mountains

I had this very vivid dream the other night that led to some profound "AHA" moments for me, so I wanted to share it with you.

When I went to bed, I was restless. I was juggling doubts, fears, and big questions. I was feeling uneasy about the choices I was facing, and the HUGE fears that came with both sides of every decision loomed large. As I snuggled into bed, pulling the covers up to my chin, I cocooned myself as if to hide away from the world. The restless thoughts swirled. The guided meditation in the background led me into a sleeping state, but I would be lying if I said I was fully gone. The entire night felt like a half-sleep, and when I woke up the next morning, I had a very clear memory of the conversation and events that happened, as well as the achy body that went along with it.

The dream started like this:

I was standing at the bottom of a HUGE mountain with a large bearded man. He was older and seemed to be much wiser than I.

He looked at me and said, "If you climb to the top of this mountain, just beyond that ring of clouds is the most beautiful and bountiful oasis you have ever seen. The waters are spring-fed and crisp blue, the shoreline is a white sandy beach, and all around the land are fruit trees and foragable plants. You will have all the abundance that you could never even imagine. All you have to do is climb to those clouds."

A feeling of complete amazement washed over me. How could this be? All I have to do is climb up there and I can have it all? I was excited as I started up the mountainside, with a hop in my step and a feeling like I could sprint the entire way. I was so energized and ready for this oasis!

As I climbed, I reached plateaus where it felt like I was walking in place. I wasn’t making progress at all—just walking this straight path at the same level for miles. Then finally, I’d reach a cliffside. I’d start to climb, pulling myself up higher and higher with all the strength I could muster. I was making progress, but I was getting more and more exhausted and unsure if this was even worth it. Why was I going through all this anyway? For some mysterious "oasis" that I wasn’t even sure existed? I must be completely insane!

I started to notice others in these insane 90-degree climbs—stuck, not moving. They were yelling out to me, "Give up!" "No one’s made it any farther!" "The oasis is fake; this is all you get." They looked worn out and beaten down. They had completely lost faith in the vision of the oasis that was planted in their minds and hearts by the large bearded old man. But I was not going to be like them. I was fully aware that I probably looked like them—worn down and exhausted—but I refused to let go of my vision.

I prayed that once I reached the top of this one cliffside, the one that all these others clung to in defeat, I would FINALLY be at the oasis. I took a deep breath, filling my body with the vigor of a toddler determined to get that ice cream cone, and climbed the cliffside with every ounce of power I had left. I started to feel the cool mist of the mountain top clouds on my skin. "I’m almost there!" I screamed, hoisting myself up over another boulder. The fog became thicker and thicker, and I climbed faster and faster, barely able to see my hands on the rock face in front of me. I was climbing completely blind at this point, just trusting that I would be guided to find my footing.

Suddenly, the clouds cleared. I was at the top. I climbed over the edge, feet on flat ground, and screamed, "I MADE IT!"—only to look around and see nothing but rock. Then I noticed a large sign off in the distance to my right. What the heck? Did I seriously climb all this way to reach a sign that probably said the oasis was gone or the lake had dried up? I walked toward the sign, feeling unsure of the "lesson" here.

As I approached, I noticed what looked like a half-finished bridge to the left of the sign. It stretched out into the cloud cover, into what looked like a great abyss. To the right of the sign was a harness and a coiled-up bungee cord. When I got close enough to read the sign, I saw one arrow pointing to the bridge, under which it said, "Jump in with both feet and find your true bliss." The arrow to the right, pointing to the bungee cord, said, "See it, but come back to the safety of this mountain."

I stood there looking at both options. I had NO WAY of knowing if either option was the right one or a safe one. I could buckle into the harness and hope and pray that I could come back to the safety of my mountainside, staying tethered to this place that I know is safe enough—after all, I did see some trees over there that I could forage something to eat from. Or do I walk to the end of the bridge to nowhere and jump both feet first into the cloud-covered abyss, hoping and praying that I don’t die—that it is actually a jump into the beautiful blue waters of the abundant oasis I was promised?

There I was, facing this HUGE choice, with no way to know which one was "right." I took a deep breath, dug my toes into the rock, and started running. I was going to take the jump. I was running toward the bridge, noticing that the closer to the edge I got, the clearer the sky became. I could see it—the oasis—it was really there. I lifted off the end of the bridge as if I was floating in midair. I hovered over the crystal blue waters, ready to plunge...

My dream was abruptly cut short by the sound of my alarm going off. As I awakened, I felt like I had physically climbed that mountain all night—my body sore and tired. My mind was stuck on the choice I had to make on that mountainside. I knew right away what this dream was about, and how I was facing HUGE decisions in my life, both scary and exciting. Choices that could bring me to that beautiful place of abundance in the crystal waters of that oasis. Would I trust that I was guided to this place for a purpose, or would I hold onto the tethers and stay stuck in the "it’s good enough" safety of the mountain?

This dream, and the vision of it all, has been swirling around me for days now. Each day, it reminds me to take those "jump in with both feet" moments and trust that what waits for me just beyond the fog is the beautiful oasis I was promised.

So here’s the question I leave you with: Are you ready to take that jump?

Life often presents us with choices that are as terrifying as they are thrilling. We can choose the safety of what we know, or we can take a leap of faith into the unknown, trusting that something greater awaits us on the other side. It’s not always easy, and it’s rarely without fear, but sometimes, the most beautiful parts of our journey are hidden just beyond the clouds.

If you’re standing on the edge, feeling overwhelmed by the choices in front of you, know that you don’t have to face it alone. I invite you to book a Virtual Holistic Harmony Embodiment session. Together, we can work on releasing the fears that hold you back, aligning with the love and trust you need to take that leap, and guiding you toward the abundant oasis that’s waiting for you.

Are you ready to jump in with both feet? Let’s take that step together.

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