The weird physical ailments that have plagued me this year continue. This time it is my eyes. I am experiencing horribly dry and painful eyes, especially when looking at screens. At times the pain is so bad that my eyes throb. This has been going on since mid-October. I thought at first I must’ve gotten Covid again because that was the main symptom I had when I had it before. However, when it didn’t subside after 10 days, I began to worry. Finally, after almost a month, I went to my eye doctor who checked me out and diagnosed it as a flare-up of dry eye. She gave me a prescription for a steroid eye drop and other eye drops and sent me home. Today I went in for my follow-up. While my eyes are somewhat better, I am still experiencing pain and discomfort on and off. So it is another week of eye drops. I cannot wear my contact lenses because when I do, my eyes throb horribly when I take them out. So, I’ve been Ms. Four-eyes for a month. Yay! Actually, I don’t mind because I think glasses suit me now that I’m older. Still, it would be nice if they eliminated the pain and discomfort. Even now, as I type this, I am squinting and closing my eyes frequently just to get through it. Please pray my doctor is right and this is just a temporary condition. Otherwise, I have to go to a dry eye specialist. Ugh!

Two nights ago I had a recurrence of the “off” feeling upon waking I’ve written about before. It always puts me into a panic when it happens. I always check my heart rate (sleep monitor) and it has been fine. No spikes, no big drops. So, I have no clue what it is/was. When this episode happened I was actually getting a driving lesson from a guide in a very vivid dream. I was so completely happy in the dream that waking feeling like I had just risen from the dead was very disconcerting!

Thankfully, last night I slept wonderfully and had no weird episodes.

Dream-Dance Class

The first part of the dream I was in school and part of a dance (self-confidence, happiness) group. The teacher was showing us what our next dance routine would look like. We were suppose to try and follow along as she showed us the moves. The teacher started doing a reverse pike and as she did this, she removed her underwear (hidden aspects revealed). I immediately walked away saying I was not going to do something like that. The other girls huddled together to the side whispering. I went over to them and told them I wouldn’t do the underwear move. They were saying they struggled with doing the pike. I said I could do that and would show them.

Then I went to the bathroom (need to find relief) which was small as if made for very young kids. I sat on the tiny toilet but don’t remember actually using the toilet. When I wiped, the TP was covered in sticky poo (unwanted things) and I got it on my fingers. Grossed out, I tried to get the TP off of my hand and put it in the trash but it stuck to me. When I finally got it off, I stood up to wash my hands at the sink. I was squished over to the right and when I looked in the mirror I noticed a woman standing next to me on my left. She spoke to me but I don’t remember what she said. I thought of her as one my classmates.

Dream-More Than a Friend

Then I was having a discussion with a man whose face I couldn’t quite make out. We were talking about my choice to repeat high school (life lessons). The first thing I recall saying was that I wasn’t sure how this year, my senior year, would go because I didn’t have any electives left to take and the only class I had left was Calculus. I told him, “You know it is just trigonometry (enlightenment, inner completion)? I love Calculus (challenges and solutions)! .” He asked me if I had to pay to attend high school all over again being I was 47 years old. I told him, “No. They all think I’m 18.” 

It was at this time I realized we had been talking for a long time. I said, “Wow! We’ve been talking all this time? I LOVE it when that happens!” It was a familiar feeling and one I enjoy. It means I have connected with someone in a way that is truly very rare. This is also when I noticed we were sitting inside a car (lifepath), engine running, parked inside my garage (stuck, parked). I was sitting in the passenger seat and he was in the driver’s seat. I tried to get a look at him, but all I got was a feel of him. He seemed like one of those nerdy types (typical for me lol); someone who was very smart and knowledgeable about many things. I could tell he was thin and quite tall, too, with dark hair. Besides, that, though, I had no idea who he was.

He got out of the car and left behind a small boy. The boy pointed at a light through the windshield asking, “What is that?” I peered through the glass but couldn’t quite figure out what it was. All I saw was a very bright, white light.

Then I was outside of a house standing on a stone pathway with the tall man from the car. Tall shrubs were on either side of us. We were chatting and laughing about something when a young man walked up to me. He was clean cut with strawberry blonde hair. He told me that he wanted to confess that he was my ex-boyfriend’s lover, someone my ex had cheated on me with. I was shocked because I hadn’t realized my ex had been interested in men. The man from the car leaned over to hug me and said, “I’m so sorry.” I remember being able to see the scene from outside of myself, so I saw my own face and the expression on it. I was horrified. I also did not resemble myself in this life at all. I had auburn hair that went past my shoulders. Then I saw the man from the car, still hugging me, move my hair aside and kiss me. My reaction to this was also shock and I pulled away. He whispered back, “I’m so sorry!” The other man was laughing at the situation.

The next thing I remember is going to look for the man from the car. My thoughts led me there as I had been confused by his kiss, thinking of him as only a friend. I returned to my garage where we once sat in the car. I walked through the door and instead of my house I found myself inside a book store or library (knowledge, wisdom) because there were books lining the walls. I went towards the area I knew my friend would be. It felt like a kitchen area. When I saw him he started immediately apologizing. I had something in my hand, like a long strip of photo negatives (memories). I’d had it with me since we last met. I was going to give it to him but when I saw him and how upset he was, I forgot about it. In that moment I remember deciding that he could be more than just my friend. I went up and kissed him back. He was so tall I had to stand on my toes. The kiss was very real and I became quite lucid in this moment. I remember telling him that I could kiss him forever. I did this telepathically, though, as I couldn’t speak. We kept kissing until I woke.

When I woke a pleasant energy was swirling in my second chakra.

This dream felt almost like I returned to a past life or maybe a parallel one. It was quite lovely. If I were to take anything from the dream it would be a message to remember that some of the best romantic relationships develop out of good friendships.