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Dreams and Reality

Starting 3 days ago, I had 3 dreams about zombie apocalypses within 2 nights, and at the time I was able to recall them pretty vividly. I was saving people, children, even cats. What is up with that? Why the action-filled dreaming all of a sudden? For me, my dreams are always so vivid. Sometimes they're really fun and sometimes they're scary as hell. If I have a tiring dream, I'll even wake up feeling exhausted. But I always wake up surprised that my dream felt so REAL. Maybe our lives right now are just one big dream, and we're just sitting in a tube... like The Matrix.

I felt like writing this post today because of the dream I had just last night. It was a happy one. Some background info - my friend, Binland Lee, died a few months ago on April 29, 2013. She was only 22 years old and one of the most amazing people in the world, as well as one of the best friends that I could ever ask for. She has done countless things for me and we shared so many memories together. She was like the sister that I never had, so naturally her tragic death took me by surprise and I was devastated. She made an appearance in my dream last night, but not as the spirit of another world. In fact, my dream was that she was actually alive this whole time. She explained to me that she just went away for a really long time without telling anyone. The most vivid memory from this dream was the moment when she said "Yeah I didn't tell anyone." It was a classic funny Binland face, except she had a really great tan, like the one she had when she came back from studying in Belize. We were actually in this place that was unfamiliar to me, but it was similar to the setting of a mall. I remember going around this "mall" and seeing a lot of people that we both knew, and I remember I kept saying "Look who I found!". I was so happy when we were walking around together, and I remember we had a conversation about how great of friends we were, and how her "fake death" helped us realize the true nature of our friendship.

This dream was very abruptly interrupted by my alarm clock at 10am this morning. I was supposed to wake up to get ready to take a train back to Brooklyn. But it was such a rude awakening, and then it took me a moment to realize that what I had just experienced was just a dream, and that I woke up into reality. I cannot describe the feeling of sadness that overcame me. I tried to go back to sleep to get back into that happy world. I did fall back asleep, but reality had already entered my mind. This time in my new dream, I was visiting Binland's mom on Valentine's Day with a huge box of chocolate, hoping to ease her pain. Then I woke up again. So all of this caused me to miss the train that I was supposed to take, and then proceeded to make me sad that what I dreamed wasn't real.

My boyfriend Rob asked me the details about the dream to console me. He has had experiences with spirits before, and believes that spirits can definitely try and talk to you in your dreams. I thought of that already at this point, but then I asked, "Why would she come to me in a dream where she was still alive?" It made waking up to reality that much more painful. Then he asked me what we talked about, and if we were having fun in the dream. The truth is, we talked about friendship, and I don't think I was ever happier in a moment in my life than I was when I was in that mall with Binland. Rob helped me realize that maybe it really was a way for her to talk to me. Maybe it was my chance to just say goodbye to her, something that I wasn't able to do before she passed away from this dimension, but it was just interrupted by my stupid alarm clock.

Again, I've always had a personal interest in dreams, so this experience brought it to another level. Was she just an image of my subconscious mind? Did I just dream what I wanted to see? Or was it a projection of her spirit reaching out to me, something that we can't (or don't usually) experience when we are awake and conscious. I'd like to think it's the latter. I'm not sad about having the dream anymore, but freakin' ecstatic just to have been able to share another moment in my life with her again. I look forward to many more of these moments that I may share with her, if it's not just one last chance to say good bye to an amazing person that will live on in many people's hearts forever. That tan that she was rocking was definitely from that sunny place by the ocean that she's chillin' at now.

A poem I wrote dedicated to this sweet girl:

The dreadful day I found out the news, An emotion ran through me like a painful fuse. Every day it gets harder to accept, But I know that someday I’ll have no regret. Because I’m just glad that we were part of each others' lifelines, And I’m glad that I made you smile at least a few times. Our memories will be with me every day, And I’ll take you with me every step of the way. Even though you’re not here, you’re not very far. The ocean must be beautiful where you are.

~~~

And a quote from Naveen back when I first found out about her passing away, that helped me feel better then and now:

"Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility." - Khalil Gibran

See you next time Binland.

-Susan

Picture above: Binland's memorial at Coney Island on May 4, 2013

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