My journal entry from November 13, 2014, a year
go
I saw a dream of something that I would never even dare dreaming about.. A few months passed and this dream came true. I was in the exact same country (a completely random one that I never thought of going to) with exactly same people doing the exact same things as it were in my dream. It was so wild and I was so happy that now I feel like I just want to fall asleep and be in that place with those people having a time of a life again.
But it was a time of a life, a dream that turned into reality. Reality can't turn into a dream again. It can only move on... What I learned is that my dreams are limited but sometimes through my subconscious I get glimpses of something much higher and better than what I could ever think or dream about while I'm awake. I was so blessed with this dream and with a reality which followed it... Makes me think that there is nothing impossible in this life... Dreams can come to us while we are awake or asleep... There is no reason to put limits on them.
Has anyone known a feeling of loving someone so much (mother or a father let's say), but not being able to see them for almost 15 years for some bizarre reasons and then meeting up with them and your other loved ones in a five star resort, eating, drinking, dancing, laughing, hugging, having soul to soul conversations and catching up on many years of being apart... I could never even dare dreaming about something like this. It was beyond my wildest dreams to get to experience what I ended up experiencing. It felt like I was in a paradise the whole time. I think it was a glimpse of a paradise actually... It was so unreal sitting under the stars on the beach and talking to this person and hearing words that I long to hear my whole life. And then dancing, eating, drinking, laughing, bonding.
We were together only for four days but these four days stay in my memory as a little life which I used to think I missed out on. But all of a sudden it came crushing on me in a blissful wave and I never thought I could handle this bliss. Dostoevksy was right when he said that "life is paradise, and we are all in paradise, but we do not want to know it, and if we did want to know it, tomorrow there would be paradise the world over." Now I want to know it... I really want to.
