A few nights ago I had one of those AHA dreams. The message is a wee bit typical, but the experience was quite inspiring. Here it is:
My landlord moved me to a new apartment building outside of SF, on a remote forlorn beach. It was a strange building, to say the least, filled with dark passageways and heavy unlocked doors, odd shaped rooms with hooks coming out of the walls and concrete…lots of concrete, to protect it from the elements (being on the open beach and all).
I felt unsettled as I often do in new places and wondered if I should stay there or not. So, I walked up some stairs to talk with my “upstairs neighbor” and ask her what she thought of our strange new digs. She informed me this was the building they used to keep vampires, and those weird hooks coming out of the walls were where they used to hang the vampire bodies.
How lovely. Nate Berkus would faint.
So, I’m pleased to say my dream self reacted the same way my “real” self would initially react upon hearing such words, with a “Holy Shit!!! I am SO out of here!!!” But my friend from above grabbed my arm and said, “please don’t go, you can’t go”. I broke away from her and ran downstairs to grab my stuff and high tail it back to the SF I knew and loved - that garden of eden filled with green parks, cute cafes, organic food, friendly dogs, and even friendlier sex toy stores. As I was frantically packing, a vampire came up behind me to have his bloody way with me and I instinctually turned and smashed his vampy ass to bits.
I suddenly, immediately, completely “remembered” that I was a vampire slayer. With that awareness, sure enough more vamps came lunging out of the passageways and I started kicking some major vampire booty (btw, these were not the sexy, tormented-soul, human-friendly hottie vampires with a conscience from like say, Twilight or an Ann Rice novel or HBO’s True Blood or Buffy). When I was done sending these baddies to dust heaven, I thought to my dream self, “Who am I kidding, this is EXACTLY where I should be living, this is exactly where a vampire slayer should be perched. How perfect.”
So, the basic message of my vamp dream (it isn’t just that I’m crushing on Joss Whedon’s old T.V. show), is that even though times are downright freaky right now - what with the economy nose diving and the environment rightfully lashing out and the politicians lying through their winks, not too mention our own personal fears we are up against every day in our work, relationships, and bodies - we were made for this.
That’s right, in my red universe, we are all spiritual superheroes and this is exactly where we should be right now. Each and every one of us have unique, but latent super powers that can only be realized, only be experienced and lived and shared if we are pushed to our edges…if we are moved out of our comfort zones and into the strange, the unfamiliar, the concrete bloody fear.
We have been warriors in waiting for far too long. It’s time to roll up our sleeves, pull up our superheroine boots (pics of my new crazy amazing red superheroine boots coming soon), stretch our red hearts open even wider, and get down and dirty and thus divine with the best and worst of life… knowing, eventually, ultimately that there is no real difference between the best and the worst.
So superheroes and heroines, I can hear your inner timers ringing from way out here on my dreamy beach. Time’s Up. Come Out Come Out where ever you are and Come In Come In to who you truly are. We need you. You have a planet to save, a universe to serve, and some super fine new footwear to wear.
