The following is a dream I experienced last year on August 11th, 2012. After conducting my daily reading earlier this morning, the theme of removing oneself from the "status quo" came to mind. Without any further ado, here is my journal entry:
The "tower" card was used by a selfish man as a blueprint for building a structure of his own. In the beginning, the structure was a mere one level dwelling, a place so humble that anyone looking upon it from the outside world would mistake it as a cave. The man continued to build and improve the structure, thereby changing the outside appearance of his dwelling. He built without pausing to rest until his structure achieved the height of 16-levels (floors). The boisterous and self-absorbed man laughed madly at his material creation and became overconfident in the idea of reaching the heavens.
At this point, I watched as a flash of lightening descended from the heavens, producing a wall of fire behind the man. There was no escape and the heat of the flames singed his eyebrows. It was a matter of time where the horrid scene of his body consumed by fire dominated that which I observed. There was nothing I or anyone else could do to save him. As he burned, I heard a loud cry that from the sky. As the cry ceased, I observed souls falling from the heavens onto the earth. I was startled yet intrigued because the expressions on each of these souls faces were not fear. On the contrary, they were joyful. I heard as they proclaimed in unison to the world below the following phrase: "get ready to receive us, get ready to catch us."
After hearing this phrase I realized that I too was one of the souls quickly descending. This was a complete skydive, but a parachute on my back I did not possess. Though my mind crept into "life threatening mode," I did not want to keep my eyes off the ground. Within moments I would meet this hardened earth and soon my "life" would end. I anticipated the moment of pain when this would happen and there was no escaping it. I had to accept my fall with joy, like the ones who fell alongside me.
I saw a tree directly below me and knew this would be the end. Right before crashing onto the evergreen tree, I remembered that I possessed the ability to fly. How could this important ability escape me? Was I trapped inside this tower for so long that I had forgotten such a skill? Whatever the reason, I came into my moment of joy as I turned over on my side to maneuver around the tree, gliding inches off the grass. Freedom was indeed something to feel joyous about. After gliding for some time, I slowed down landing softly on my feet. I took survey of the world around me. My wings were no longer restrained.
What or who is restraining you? The time to release oneself from the confines of the status quo has arrived. Forget the false promises of others and rely on your own initiative to achieve the joy of freedom, the joys of your own initiatives.
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