Ocean dreams. So sometimes I have these dreams
→[More:]in which I'm about to be swept away by a tsuanmi-like wave. I generally interpret these as representations of my anxieties about not being in total control in my life (in an existential sense -- we can make decisions, certainty, but there's still so much uncertainty, nothing's permanent, everything's ultimately in flux, etc).
Last night I had a dream that started out like this, but changed in a pretty neat way. A huge wave from a violent ocean swept up on shore, and everyone near the beach was caught up in the flash flood. Yet it somehow possible to "meet the water halfway," to keep afloat, and actually swim. At one point I glanced over at the hundreds of other people doing what I was doing -- navigating the flood -- and the water suddenly seemed magical -- we were all in this together, the water brought us together, and it was suddenly more exhilarating than scary. Which I think is kind of cool -- maybe a new way of looking at an existential situation that normally frightens me.
That's all. Just wanted to share the dream -- thanks for reading.