But, I'm ok. It took me a couple of days, but I picked myself up and dusted off and said, "I'm okay. I got this!" with a smile on my face. Life, ya hit like a little bitch. I know you're going to throw everything you've got at me to discourage me and throw me off my mission, but I will succeed. You will see. :) Bruce has taught me well!
"To me, defeat in anything is merely temporary...
Defeat simply tells me that something is wrong
In my doing; it is a path leading to success and
Truth." -- Bruce Lee
So, this morning (my morning = afternoon most of the time) I was having a dream that I realized, while in the dream, that I'd had this dream twice before, and it's been the same. The only difference is that it's progressed a little bit each time I've had the dream.
In the beginning, I walk into the entry of a massive and ancient pagoda. The base floor covers, at least, 10 acres. I am accompanied by two other people; someone older, and someone younger. I'm going to assume these two people are me... my id, so to speak. At first, when I walk in, it looks familiar to me, and I say (to myselves... Ha! that's not strange at all) "Let's go this way..." and we move off into a corridor on the right hand side of the entry hall where it, too, looks familiar. I walk along until I come to a room with a large cherry wooden desk, and other cherry wooden fixtures, a room where I had (13 years earlier) met Bruce Lee in my dreams, but this time, there is no one there. We walk out of the room and back into the corridor and the younger me says, "Now where?" We scan the hall back and forth and decide to continue to the left, where we come to another open room with no one there and sparse furnishings. Suddenly, we are sealed within this room and we start to panic, frantically searching for a way out. We hear a voice that tells us to be still. To think and to feel and the answers will come to us. Then, a piece of paper drifts down from the ceiling. It had some writing on it but I couldn't tell you what it said... I don't remember.
Basically, it told us that we must get to the top of the pagoda if we wish to reach our dreams, to fulfill our destiny, but we must hurry because time is running out on the dream. In each room, there will be a riddle that we must solve before we can progress to the next room. There will be no way back... only forward... ever forward.
The answers for these riddles could have been anything from watering the plants, to painting the room a different color, to looking behind paintings to collect some money to buy lunch for an old man in the cafeteria we got trapped in. They were tiny, minuscule, mundane, everyday things that we do in our lives. Each time I've had this dream, I've progressed a few rooms at a time, and some rooms are harder than others.
But today, I realized something else... I realized that this is my pagoda. The pagoda represents my life and each room is a different challenge in my life. I have no idea how many floors this pagoda has, but I would not be one bit surprised to make to the top floor and found Bruce there, smiling and clapping and telling me that he knew I could do it.
I woke up today feeling great, but kind of disconnected. I've thought about the dream quite often today and realize that I have been blessed in so many ways. I just haven't seen it, realized it, accepted it. There are more blessings to come; I feel that in my bones. I almost feel like a new person... mentally and spiritually at least. Now if the body would just feel that way, too, I'd be very happy.
Nonetheless, I want to leave you with this, today's message:
If I can do it, so can you. We'll do this together. Are you ready? Take my hand... I wont let go until you do. :)
Please remember to be kind to others, most especially yourself. Namaste'.
Peace, Love, Light, and Blessings.
~Jenna
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