Ah, the small things … This week we’re looking at all the little things . In dreams that means not discounting the snippets and fragments. Sometimes big wisdom comes in little packages!
One night, during a recent visit with my mother, who is suffering from age-related memory loss, I went to sleep feeling sad, small, angry and frightened over what is happening to her. This is the woman I have known all my life as a smart, cultured, loving and generous being. And now she has trouble remembering the names of her closest friends, how to calculate a tip, and what errand she left the apartment to run.
That night I dreamed that I was telling a friend that “Nothing matters.” There wasn’t much more to the dream than that.
I woke feeling oddly reassured, but also confused. Could the dream’s message be true? “Nothing matters,” sounded nihilistic and hopeless in the light of day.
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