A Walk in the Woods

It has been a while since I had this dream and I am kind of hacked off at myself for not writing it down sooner. I searched my inbox for an email that I sent to someone about it in hopes to recall all of the details. I am going from memory here and I hope I do not screw up too many of these details. Why am I posting it, you ask? Because I do not think this is any old dream, I think this one my be about the future or perhaps something that may have happened in the forgotten past.

I am walking through the woods in the summer time with two people, a girl and a boy. I know who they are and I know them both quite well. The girl is my daughter, she is in her twenties and beautiful of course. The boy is just a few years younger, totally handsome and is the son of a dear friend. Though it was summer and very warm outside, there was snow on the ground. We were on my property, I think in LaGrange, but I am uncertain. I know it is not at the house I live at now. We walked along the dirt path, talking, laughing and having a really good time.

We came to a clearing in the woods and decided to start a a campfire. We sang and danced and talked by the fire for hours. The kids sat together, holding hands. It felt like they were dating or just married or have been best friends for over a hundred years.

The crazy thing about this dream is that (dang it I really wish I had written this down sooner!) is that the boy had a dream about him and my daughter and I walking through the woods AND my daughter had a very similar dream, but the only difference between hers and mine was that she was her current age looking in on the dream of a much older threesome. All three dreams happened very close together in time.

Were we all just having the same "dream"? Are the two children getting married when they grow up? (I do tease my daughter about it from time to time. She gets mad at first, but usually has a twinkle in her eye) or perhaps this dream has a deeper meaning. For now it is uncertain, but I will be staying tuned in to how this story unfolds.

A Walk in the Woods

It has been a while since I had this dream and I was trying to see if I still had an original email that I sent to someone. Some of the details may be a bit off, that's what I get for waiting so long to write them down!

It was summer time and I am walking in

The Gypsy

It's dark and I am running...running as fast as I can. I am winded and I need to catch my breath, but I just keep running. There are trees everywhere I turn. I keep glancing behind, checking to see if someone is chasing me. I don't see anyone, but I hear footsteps...footsteps that seam to be catching up to me. I am frightened so I keep on running. Up ahead I see fire...and I hear music...people laughing...Would I be safe here? Will I be able to outrun whatever is chasing me? I take a quick look behind, but before I can turn my head completely back to the front someone reaches out and grabs my arm.

"Child, what are you running from? Please, calm down. Come sit a while with me." An older woman, probably in her late fifties is standing right in front of me, grasping a hold of my shoulders. She looks worn and well traveled, but there is a mysterious peace within her eyes.

Those eyes are beckoning to sit with her by the fire. I forget my fears and I forget that I am running away from something or someone. I am calm, but yet well guarded I keep myself.
We sit by the fire just listening to the music and the laughter of the people in the camp. They are free spirits...Oh how I wish I could be like them...to let myself go like that...to dance without inhibitions. That is what I long for. To be free, to live my life the way I want to live just as these people are doing.

I start swaying to the music and I feel my soul letting go, but something brings me back to reality. I must keep my walls up, I must not let anyone think poorly of me, I must be proper...

I look at the woman and she looks at me. "You may feel free while you are here my child. Nothing will harm you. I see that you are searching for something, but you have not been able to find it. For when you do you will be fulfilled. Lend me your hand, I can give you insight as to what you are searching for and where to find it."

I am curious, more curious than I have been about anything in my entire life. I want to give her my hand, I want to see what she may see, but I am too scared. I keep my hands grasped firmly in my lap. She is staring at me, so intently that I feel like my insides have been set ablaze. I must leave...I must...run...

I quickly stand, though it was painful for me to do so. I want to stay with this woman, I wanted to be a part if her world, but I must run...run as fast as I can. Back through the woods from which I was running away. What I am I running from?

The days go by and the gypsy woman fills my thoughts. I am obsessed with her. I want to be a part of her world. The days turn to nights and soon I am unable to stay away. I leave my home in search of the gypsy camp. I am unable to remember the way, so I wonder the forest for hours. As I am about to give up I hear the music...I hear the laughter...I hear...the gypsies.

I am much calmer as I enter their camp this time. I walk around the fire searching for the woman I encountered the last time I was running in the woods. I turned to glance behind and then to my left and then to my right. When I faced forward again she was there right in front of me. "I expected you nights ago. I do not like to be kept waiting."

"I am sorry. I do not know if I should be here, but I am intoxicated with your camp. Something binds me to you. The last time I was here you offered to give me insight into what I was running from. Will you still be that kind?"

"Sit by the fire with me and give me your hand." I look around at the people have a good time, having second thoughts once again, but I quickly give her my hand before I feel the need to flee again. She stares at my palm, tracing the lines with her fingers. When she is done she folds my hand into a fist and places it in my lap. Without saying a word she reaches into her satchel and pulls out a necklace. It is a simple rope and at the end is a purple pendant. She stands and places the necklace about my neck. When she is finished she turns and walks away.

I rush after her, not understanding what just happened. "What did you see? What insight do you have for me? What I am running from?"

"You are running from yourself. Be who you are and not who you think others want you to be."