Dream of the Week: Hero of the Sea

I’m swept up in the action of a sailboat on a restless sea, sailing off the coast of an unknown city. Although the sea is rough, the captain and I have control, and it’s not quite dangerous... yet. I jump onto a smaller boat nearby when we spot a massive creature approaching in the distance. The wind picks up and the waves swell, dangerously rocking my little boat, making it critical for me to get back to the sailboat quickly.

The captain shouts that the only way I can get back to the ship is to jump on the creature’s back and leap on the sailboat from there. I maneuver my little boat close to the beast and realize that it’s a giant walrus and far too dangerous for me to use a springboard. I decide to go for the ship directly. I run from my little boat, leap into the air... and miss.

I fall into the water like a tonne of lead, sink beneath waves, and rapidly descend toward the bottom of the seafloor. Once at the bottom, I find that I’m tied up with ropes with weights on my feet. As I struggle to free myself, I notice several other people also trapped down here. I thrash my body trying to break the ropes when it occurs to me that I am out of breath, but I can still breathe under the water. This must be a dream!⚡️

Now lucid, I tell myself that none of this is real and that I am the only one who can free myself. I feel enormous joy as I untie the ropes and remove the weight. I swim easily, effortlessly, and with incredible enthusiasm, enjoying new, self-found freedom.

I head up to the surface when I remember the others! I swim back to each of them, untying their ropes and releasing their weights. I am overjoyed as I save them, seeing each one of them swim up to safety with a huge smile. Once they are all free, I swim back up to the surface again and wake up with a feeling of warmth, brightness, and heroism.

Note: This is one of my favorite dreams of 2019 because the lasting impact on my attitude the days after this happened.

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