I don’t know how many times I’ve had dreams where I’m in a car and have to make detours, taking the long way around to my destination. In another dream, I get into a car and have no clue how to drive it because everything seems backwards.
Like many, I believe that in my car dreams, the car is the vehicle for the ego-self and the road my path representing where I am in life. What I’ve discovered is that rarely do I take the easy path in life, and quite often I feel completely out of control, unable to guide myself anywhere.
There’s the rub. Control. Even standing alone it’s a powerful word. I don’t recall ever having a dream where I’m in a car and not worrying about which way it’s going. Do I always have to drive? Wouldn’t it be nice just to trust my soul, my intuition, divine guidance?
Perhaps I’m just humoring myself into thinking I’m driving my own car. I tell myself I’m making decisions, but really I haven’t a clue. I don’t want to put all my eggs in one basket. But then things start to happen. Synchronicities fall into place like landmarks telling me I’m on the right path. You can’t help but feel that the universe wants you to continue forward. You have the support of the Universe, the ultimate energy that brings life into everything.
Accepting the gift of the Universe, or God, if you will, might mean (and usually does) that you have to let go of the wheel. You have to trust. If you close your eyes in fear, you might miss the scenery.
I’ll trust fully and keep my eyes open. The colors look more vivid now, and I’m quite certain music fills the air.
photo from everystockphoto.com, taken by ellie