I am struggling up a great wall, much like a rock climber clambering up an epic and fearsome cliff face. There are others, many of them, but I am puzzled by them gliding effortlessly up it. I am slightly aghast at the great depths below me. No. To be frank, I am petrified and rather choosy as to where I place my feet and hands. To my brief annoyance ,I even see my brother speed past to my right and disappear up ahead. The thought is quickly replaced by the fact that I am, in fact, climbing up something at absurd height. One slip and I am a reformed splatter of lifeless flesh.
Then, I see someone fall. He falls gracefully and with purpose. There are others. They all fall with resolute determination and courage. I do not know if this is the right thing to do, but I can not go any higher. I have reached my dire limits. Cowardly as I am, I decide to fall. I let go and fall. Darkness.
I wake up. Yes it's a dream. It's one of those dreams where you are glad to be sane and sound, at ground level and in your bed.
Curiosity and boredom urge me to better understand the dream:
"To dream that you are climbing up something signifies that you are trying to or you have overcome a great struggle. It also suggests that your goals are finally within reach. Climbing also means that you have risen to a level of prominence within the social or economic sphere."
Disregarding the clear idiocy of the 'prominence within the social or economic sphere' part, I am sat here pondering, or cringing rather, at the uncanny correlation of it to my waking realities.
No. I didn't get the job.
I was climbing the mountain of the world of architectural snobbery, and I almost reached the pinnacle. But I decided to fall instead. It wasn't me, I wasn't ready to become another computer bound CAD rat yes man. No, I kid. Obviously falling wasn't my choice. It was just another turn of life. They decided that they needed someone with 'more experience'. Which is puzzling and mysterious is its own sense. One would think that ones cv is checked for previous experience before one is called only to be rejected, to avoid silly hopes and the anguish of waiting.
'Falling is an indication of insecurities, instabilities, and anxieties. You are feeling overwhelmed and out of control in some situation in your waking life'.
Bang on. Although it doesn't explain the grace with which the others fell. Maybe they no longer had the will to continue. The 'relinquished'. I do not recall in what manner I fell as I was slightly preoccupied with the thoughts of imminent death. However, I am sure that I have not given up yet. I will rise again, life will go on and more opportunities will arise. Anyone struggling in a similar situation, fear not, and heed my call. You are not alone dammit!
Although I did not cry, I had high hopes. And I did a fair bit of moping.
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