Today I was reminded by a friend just how random our interactions in life can be. We have this idea that our life is this fixed and known quantity. We live here, we work there, these are our friends, this is our family – all these things that seem so real to us and that we take for granted. When you zoom out a bit and get perspective you realize the true and very organic nature of our ever-changing lives. Yes, all those things are your life right now, but who used to be your friends? What was your job? How has your family or home changed? We come in and out of each other’s lives so regularly that we sometimes fail to realize just what an impact it makes on us.
Have you ever dreamed of someone out of the blue? Someone who used to be in your life in perhaps a very significant way? Suddenly, and for no conceivable reason that person is center stage in your unconscious mind. I dream of people often that I’m not close to anymore or that I am close to, but don’t get to see. They come and go in my dreams without any conscious prompting from me. I think about telling them. I’ll wake up and remember the crazy dream and think, I’m going to Facebook Tonya from grade school and tell her I just spent a night in Vegas with her and the girls. It seems like a fun way to reconnect, to ponder why we’re suddenly having new adventures in my dreams when we have not been in contact in real life, but then I don’t. I just feel closer to that person without them ever knowing it.
Do we dream about these people because we miss them, because they represent a time or type of relationship to us? It’s no surprise when we dream about our current relationship or best friend, but it’s those relationships of the past that suddenly become significant once more in our dreams that make me wonder what I’ve missed. Why now? Why him or her or that place? What it really makes me wonder, however, is if they ever dream of me. Did I also make such an impact on their life that at some point they will dream up a whole new adventure with me? I hope so.
I like to think that despite all the bridges I’ve burned and the failed friendships and love my insecurities caused that I left some good and lasting memories with the people of my past. That’s all any of us really want in life isn’t it? We want to know we made a difference, that we were significant in some way, and that we are remembered.
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