I was in a classroom, and we had huge exhibits set up in front of us, rather like a museum. We were taking a test, a final of sorts. The questions were in essay form, and they did not seem to fit what we had read and been taught. They were exploring a new level of our knowledge. It seemed the most important thing was to be able to find links, progressions, in the objects in front of us. The test ultimately seemed to be about what we could observe and how we could connect the parts insightfully and creatively. I wrote at great length for the first question, not realizing that there were two more to come. And so of course, I came under time constraints. That seemed to be the next test: Could I stay calm and clear-headed in the face of the brevity of time left to me? There were also questions about the color/tone of the objects (sort of an emotional knowledge or understanding). I was fairly panicked about the time element---trying to figure out if there was a way that I could somehow extend it. Then it started to dawn on me that I could simply walk away because this was just a dream. No consequences to be exacted because I had not completed the test. My life was elsewhere.
I awakened with relief, only to start facing the tests of my day ahead. Could I make sense of the questions posed----they didn’t necessarily relate to my orderly idea of the material I should be tested on. The important part seemed to be what I could observe and how I could insightfully and creatively respond to every situation. Could I help connect the disparate parts in some meaningful way? Also working within time constraints----could I remain calm and clear-headed? Could I understand the emotions of those around me? Could I even ultimately be okay not answering all the needs and questions posed to me, knowing that my fuller life is actually elsewhere?
Dreams within dreams.....how many layers to this great adventure of life?
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