Day 16

Remnants of the night haunt this day. I woke from a nightmare, and now I feel shaken. I begin this day with a moment of fear that heightens my awareness. I have an expectation of danger that is accompanied by an uneasy relief. I’m no longer within the nightmare, yet it raises many questions. I search through the symbols it contains, and I attempt to understand. It is as though I have allowed the night to extend into the day. The boundary that lies between day and night is not solid. We cannot divide time with abrupt edges, as we always carry many things from the past. I feel as though the nightmare was a scream from a past memory. It is a memory that I must carry forward. We ignore some lessons to our own detriment. We attempt to throw away aspects of the past when they are often valuable teachers. Without an understanding of the past, the future seems random and meaningless. The past allows us to place events in context, creating an awareness of our life’s purpose and meaning. It helps us to understand our own process. Sometimes we cannot let go of an event until we have defined its purpose and value within our life’s story. It doesn’t matter how unpleasant the experience was. There was a reason why we traveled through the nightmare. We must remember its content as we approach a new day.