Last night I had a horrible dream. I was at a beach and had wandered out on the dock. At the end of the dock, in the water, I saw a hand; a woman's hand with perfectly manicured nails. It was floating above the water with her fingers pointing upward. I momentarily froze with fear. Then a quick glance to shore revealed an RCMP member walking towards me. In the second it took to focus back on the hand, the hand was gone. Now visible through the translucent water was a young girl; about eight years old, totally submerged. My mind raced. I needed to pull her out. Why was I hesitating? Before I had a chance to act the RCMP officer along with a lady; probably the young mother, were beside me and pulled the youngster out of the water. I could barely dare to look at what was certain to be a corpse, but curiosity won. I had to look. The mom was cradling the girl and the girl was alive!
Alive and well. Such relief.
When I awoke I was left with a lingering feeling of uneasiness. Do you know that feeling?
Why hadn't I immediately grabbed the hand?
Why did I hesitate?
What if the girl had not been alive?
Would her death have been my fault?
Do you give credence to dreams? Does this dream have a meaning, or was it a result of the pizza we had for supper? What if anything is my subconscious telling me? What is my self needing to work out?
Do you ever have dreams that linger; good or bad?