Last night I dreamt I was peddling a bike that was pulling a big trailer. On the trailer was my husband a lot of junk. Behind me sharing a seat was an unidentified stranger whose feet kept getting in the way of me peddling, impeding our progress.
It was sooo frustrating and exacerbating and we stopped and started and started and stopped. The hardest part was getting going again, and I hated stopping.
I kept my head down watching my peddling feet always alert for those big work boots stopping the pedals.
It was like that man was unaware of his feet, and I was forever letting him know.
I am in shock and awe, that I didn’t get off the bike and let the two of them be!
In another dream a few nights before that I was trying to get my son off the floor, and he was immoveable. The harder I tried the more dead weight he became. And I kept finding him in different places and would try and move him.
Instead of a rock picker I was forever trying to pick him up and the frustration I felt when I tried to get him to help me, and he cared less! Again, why didn’t I just let him lay?
The struggles showing up in my dreams seem to carry the energy of me in other’s lives, dragging them around with their un-involvement allowing them to ride my coattails or me totally carrying them.
It shows me hauling them around, while they sit in a relaxed pose watching the world go by.
Honest, it was like the two of them were looking for interesting places to stop, and I hated stopping, while I was struggling to keep moving.
I wonder what this metaphor is all about?
Am I the big boots getting in the flow?
Am I dragging others when they could move themselves?
Am I allowing others to get in my way of doing my life?
The overview and the feelings of how others can drag you down if you believe you should be dragging them is unreal.
What an energy zapper!
And more importantly, how can you live a life of a free spirit while towing others around!
I M Perfect lady 