by Joe Siccardi
http://wisdomfromafather.com/

Do you dream? I mean, vivid, right there in the action dream?

I do … especially after eating sausage or stick pepperoni, good old greasy sausage or pepperoni with just that right ingredient that triggers the emotions, ideas, images and sensations. I don’t know what that ingredient is … but I sure would.

I don’t generally get nightmares. In fact, I can’t remember ever having a true nightmare, even when I’m in a dark mood. I do, occasionally, have some disturbing dreams. But I wouldn’t say my dreams migrate toward the horror genre; they are more action-adventure with a touch of comedy thrown in.

I would also have to say the tone of my dreams have changed. When I was younger, I was right there in the action, battling dragons or ne’er-do-wells or chasing bad guys. There was a time a spandex clad Joe (I told you there was comedy thrown in) jumped from building to building and down hallways chasing the scoundrels without benefit of a cape or spidy aids or witty sidekick. Now, I’m more sedentary, generally a spectator watching somebody else (my avatar?) do the chasing. Hey, it works for me!

But a couple months ago I must have had some good pepperoni! I had one of those dreams that just stuck with me.

In short, apparently I was an angel flying with someone. I presume it was my wife Karen … but I never saw my flying, silent partner. I was just holding a hand. We were flying over New York City and I answered an imaginary question with something like, “We can eat anywhere?” Then I start diving down toward an outdoor café and reached out and grabbed food off a plate of one of the diners. I came up with a handful of string beans, to which I say, “You’ve got to be kidding! String beans? String beans? I need a lot of practice with this!”

{Laughter in heaven}

We head back above the buildings and seem to lock in on the World Trade Towers which were still in smoke. As we fly toward the towers, buildings and bridges start unfolding like a puzzle. It was like New York City was being built in a puzzle-like diorama. Just before we reach the towers I woke up.

With my eyes wide open, I realized time was affected in this otherworld realm. It was just a stupid nonsensical dream, but it got me to thinking. What was is and what is was and will be … all at the same time.

That’s pretty much my vision of God as well … Alpha and Omega … beginning and end … was, is and will be. And I get to share that mystery some day … time … what’s the right word? Pretty deep, huh?

It also got me thinking if I end up an angel who can fly and flitter wherever I want, I really, really need some practice. I have to go after that steak and potatoes, not the string beans!

What about you? Do you have any weird dreams you would like to share?

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: We have what we need to be happy. We just don’t always have the right perspective.