Qara' leb `ataph: Let the Dreamers Dream

Let the Dreamers Dream

I had this weird dream. In my dream I was in a very bright place. It was strange, because it filled me with peace. Suddenly walls started building up around me and I found out that I was wearing a wedding gown and my groom stood before me. The sight of him made my heart joyful. His eyes were filled with love as if the mere sight of me was his delight. At that moment I felt that as long as I’m with him I don’t need to worry, that I was secure and well. I don’t need anything else. I knew that I belong to him.

The scenery changed and the next thing I knew, I was in a very empty and dry place. I was lost! I don’t remember anything. I couldn’t remember anyone, who I am, or where I was from. All I knew was that someone was probably looking for me and is very worried about me.

The scenery changed again. I was in a very big mansion and all the people I knew were there. Everyone was so surprised and happy that I came back. They told me I was gone for months. (Yes, I know I have a weird dream!) They told me that my lover was waiting for me all those time and that he was worried. They told me that I should surprise him. For it was after all his birthday. Every time he would come around where I was hiding, my friends would try to distract him so that I could hide some place else.

Evening came, I watched as my lover would pass by where I was hiding. Maybe it was that long. For the eyes that I remember that was filled with joy and love were now filled with sadness and worry. I watched as he and some of my dear friends went down stairs into the pool area (?). Then my lover suddenly went away. My friends mouthed words to me from downstairs. As if they were asking me if I’m okay. But when I replied, I replied a bit too loud that my voice echoed. I knew that I was going to be busted so I vainly tried to hide. I heard footsteps from downstairs. It was obvious that he really did hear me. Then my eyes met his eyes. The eyes that were filled with sadness were now filled with gladness again. His face shone as if wanting to say, “I know that voice. I know you.” I smiled at him. I didn’t know what to do. I can’t do anything else about it. He quickly ran up the stairs to me. He stood in front of me as if he couldn’t believe that I was finally home, that I finally came to him.

I ran to him and embrace him. The feeling of security was there again. I tried to tell what happened but he just told me that it didn’t matter anymore, that my past doesn’t matter. He said, “What matters is here and now and that we are together.”

Then my alarm rang and I woke up.

My dream has a very special meaning. Care to guess?

hint: For sure my lover is not just an “ordinary” man.