Heart of the Soul

Heart of the Soul


The Revolving Door

posted by Jodi Chapman

Jodi Chapman - dreamsI had a dream last night that I was back in high school, except it wasn’t a high school that I was familiar with. I went into the library and wandered around for a few minutes before realizing that there was only one way to exit: through a tiny revolving door. It was so small that I had to scrunch into a ball to fit inside of it.

While I was hesitant to get in because of my fear of confined spaces, I knew that if I ever wanted to leave the library I would have to muster up the courage and  just do it. So, I curled into a ball and sat down inside the door. Once in, the door quickly spun around and opened on the other side.

But, for a moment – just a couple of seconds – I was completely trapped. In that space in the spin cycle between the entrance being open and the exit opening, everything was closed. And while in that moment, I could feel myself beginning to panic. I could feel my chest tightening and my breath quickening. In that moment, I could feel myself going right up to the edge of absolutely freaking out. And just as I was about to lose it, the door opened, I crawled out, I stood up, and walked away.

And then I woke up, but the feeling of fear and then relief has stayed with me throughout the day.

I believe that the dreams we remember are the ones that we’re supposed to learn from or receive a message from or  listen to in some way. I don’t think that most of our dreams are meant to be remembered – they either just contain remnants from our day or have memories strung together in a sometimes silly way. But, sometimes, in the midst of all of these silly dreams, powerful dreams with messages attached occur. And last night’s dream definitely felt like one that I needed to pay attention to.

I can feel some really big changes happening at my soul level. I can feel myself transitioning in ways that I am not yet able to put into words. And change can be scary. Even though I may want to stay in my current life or even in my past life (the life that was represented by my high school library), I know that this is no longer an option. I know that it’s time to move on. It’s time to allow these changes to occur. And in order to do this, I may feel discomfort and possibly even panic. I may want to run and not be able to – I may feel trapped.

I believe that what this dream was showing me is that no matter how hard this transitional period feels, it will be over before I know it. And I will be okay. I will be able to stand up and enter a new life – leaving behind the pieces of me that no longer fit for where I’m going.

And that feels pretty exciting and pretty wonderful.

I’m ready to walk through the revolving door. I’m ready to leave behind the past. I’m ready to experience this transformation. I welcome it, in fact, because I know that what is on the other side of it is pretty magical. I can feel how light and free and loving it is. And I’m definitely ready for it.

I feel that this imagery from my dream can apply to so many of us. And if you’re also ready to move forward into the possibility and leave your past behind, I welcome you to join me in the metaphorical revolving door. We’ll just be there for a second, and I guarantee it will be worth it.

Hugs,

Jodi

 

about jodi
Jodi Chapman is a bestselling author, an award-winning blogger, and a soulful community builder. She lives her life with love and faith in the driver’s seat, and she hopes to leave a trail of inspiration wherever she goes. She believes that we each have the ability to hear our soul’s whisper and create our best lives. She would love to connect with you!

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  • Anonymous

    Dreams can be so powerful in providing you with opportunities to see something from a clearer or perhaps new perspective. The revolving door is a great image. I love what you said about the panic only lasting for a moment and that you knew you would be ok. We all truly will be ok… and it is learning to see that truth that gives us the strength to go through our transformation itself.

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