Meditative Work: Dream Manâ€™s Dream Job
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Ebb and Flow.
The man who haunts my dreams made another appearance in this morningâ€™s meditation. I canâ€™t disclose too much, though. Iâ€™m careful never to give away his identity or his secrets.
I believe he is now in a new job or position. Same general location, but different people and a sense of cautious lightness. Something temporary that will be a step- ping stone to something very bright for him. Wherever he is, heâ€™s in a learning situation that will benefit his future.
This is a gentler place for him. I donâ€™t know if itâ€™s the job Â itself, Â the Â environment, Â or Â the Â actual Â building Â that makes it gentler, but I see it as a physical place, just as I often wander the subconscious Â in what appears Â to be a house or building.
Iâ€™ve Â seen Â his Â old Â building Â in Â meditations. Â Hell, Â I helped him pack while he was making discreet plans for escape. It was Â dark Â and Â cold and sterile. Â This Â place Â is warm and filled with light. There are nicer people, comfortable chairs. Heâ€™s not so busy but he retreatsÂ into a very professional stance when he sees me there.
I spend some time talking with his colleague, Â who is in some ways a mirror of him, but definitely a separate entity. We are introduced in the reception Â area and chat in a second room which is intended for clients. He arrives during this talk and is very professional Â with me in the public realm, Â showing Â off his new skills to me, though Iâ€™m obviously Â not there as a Â clientâ€”more Â of an inter- viewer or researcher. Our interaction is somewhat stilted, and itâ€™s Â obvious Â that Â he is junior Â to his Â colleague Â and wants to make a good impression.
Once his colleague is out of the room, he reverts to his friendly self, at times silly and giddy. His energy is infectious. I find myself Â snapping pictures of him in silly poses, Â one Â of Â which Â is Â right Â before Â his Â colleague Â re- turnsâ€”and he then resumes his serious demeanor.
His colleague has some future qualities heâ€™s working toward. Something that will allow him to be more nurturing, more Â intuitive, Â more expressive, Â more Â prosperous. When it is time for him to turn his attention to his clients who are now waiting to see him, his last clients of Â the day, he seems to morph into his colleague for a moment, or at least, those are the qualities I suddenly Â see shining through.
He pauses at the door to the reception area and looks
back at me as I thank him for this interview. The light on the other side of the doors, the light he is walked toward, is so bright that he seems silhouetted against it.
He gives me a serious look, being oh-so-the professional and not wanting to be misunderstood. â€œOne more thing, Ms. Tedder,â€ he says. Heâ€™s shadow against the light but I can see the glint in his eyes and the sudden flash of a smile. â€œWhen Iâ€™m done here, have dinner with me.â€