Bedbug Dreams
I was having a dream that I’m particularly proud of when my cat woke me up this morning(1). I often have nightmares about the bedbugs coming back. I’d say that about once per week I have a dream that I can remember about discovering either a live bedbug or more suspicious bites. Last night was apparently my night to have one of those. In my dream, I was just as upset as I was the last time we found a live bug. My mother happened to be around, and we started praying together. When I prayed in my dream, the last thing I added was, “Lord, if I have to live the rest of my life with these monsters in exchange for the wonderful blessings that I already have in my life, then it would be worth it.”
It makes me happy to think of that statement. It makes me feel like perhaps I really do have an inner Christ/Buddha nature. In my dreams, my raw emotions, fears, and thoughts are uncontrolled and on display. For me to have such a spiritual insight and contentment in my dreams reassures me that I’m on the right spiritual path, that enlightenment is something that I might actually attain.