A few years ago, I had a dream.
I was part of some oppressed group of people, being forced to walk to the edge of a cliff and jump. The scene was dark and dreary, as if the life had been sucked right out of it.
I was so pissed about what was happening to me. I remember thinking, How is this my life?
I walked to the edge in a total state of resistance, angry at the world, hating the regime forcing me and everyone around me to jump.
It felt like things were never going to get better.
…until something funny happened along the way.
Somewhere between where I started and the edge of the cliff, I took ownership for my fate in life, and the fact that I was going to jump.
Although I had no control over my external circumstances, I took responsibility for my inner state.
And something funny happened.
The hate disappeared. The anger evaporated. The resistance was no more.
In fact, things evolved to the point that I felt grateful that this was my life. (Crazy, right?)
By the time I finally got to the edge of the cliff, I was so excited that I ran the last couple of steps and jumped.
What happened next was amazing and totally inexplicable.
I somehow managed to suspend my belief that gravity was going to kill me, and found myself suspended in the air, totally free, in a state of pure bliss, experiencing nothing but love.
It was the most liberating experience of my life.
And then I woke up.
It’s been a few years since I first had the dream. At the time, I thought it related to my life before taking the big leap from my previous life to go down a less conventional path.
But now I know better.
I woke up with the dream on my mind again recently. It wasn’t the full dream this time, only the knowing that it’s time to jump.
…which means that it’s actually the last couple of years that I’ve been walking towards the cliff.
It all makes sense now. When I first started down this path, I remember thinking, God, pick someone else!, which was very confusing, because this is a path I feel called to go down.
I was terrified. Totally overwhelmed. Resistant. And had no idea what to do.
The last couple years have been a journey for me, from resistance to acceptance to excitement about my path.
And now, I know what to do: Jump.