Dream Journal: Stallions and Glass

I dreamt that I was standing on a hill overlooking green rolling mountains, and deep sinking valleys. All of my senses were beautifully heightened. I could feel the air of the atmosphere enveloping me, the air was like a soft kiss all around me. I was somewhere timeless and at complete peace and bliss.

I stood on this giant hill, and I heard the faint sounds of thunder coming closer. I looked beyond and I could see colors of grey and silver slowly covering the land, bit by bit from very far away. As I stood and watched, the sounds became louder and as the colors began to cover the land below, I realized that it was an enormous stampede of wild silver, white, and grey stallions migrating across the valleys.

My heart soared to see something so absolutely amazing. My dream state turned ecstatic, and I was just in complete awe! So, I prepared myself to lean back, I wanted to lay down on the top of this hill and just watch and let this beautiful thing happen. I just wanted to experience this fully. And as I reached down my hand to support myself in order to sit, I felt a pinch on my hand. I noticed that there were some pieces of broken glass in the grass. I didn't cut myself, but I got angry.

My mind began to focus on this broken glass. I could still feel the earth rumbling and hear the stallions rushing by me as the wind picked up. But, questions went railing through my mind...Why is there glass here? Who was here before me? Who was stupid enough to litter in this beautiful place? What if I had cut myself? And still, there was a part of me that can sense the stallions running, and it was almost as if I chose to miss it, that I chose to be distracted!

Distracted by this broken glass, my mind couldn't let it go, missing out on something beautiful that was happening right in front of me. This is one of the most profound dreams I have had in a while. I have been referring to it alot ever since I had it. Which was way back in February.