Yesterday I met with V. for dinner. She told me about a dream she had and she's not the kind of person who usually dreams. She was walking in nature, holding the hand of a girl on her right hand. On her left hand, she was holding the hand of a smaller boy. She was carrying a sack with a small tree that she was going to plant with the help of the kids. The meaning of the dream was clear to both of us.
I said: I will tell you about a very superficial dream I had recently which has nothing to do with this, but it was very unique because I've never dreamed something like it. I had let my hair grow out, and I was no longer bald. I had beautiful shiny hair that went all the way down to my waist. I had so much of it that it that I had to constantly keep it out of my face. Some ladies asked me why did I shave my hair if it was beautiful, and I said I didn't know I had beautiful hair, I thought I was bald.
"What do you think it means?" she asked. "To tell you the truth, I just think I'm vain regarding my physical appearance at this time of my life", I answered in all honesty. She thought about it for a moment and said "that doesn't seem right, perhaps it means you have a better outlook on life", and bam it hit me like a thousand bricks: yes! that's it! when I was losing my hair, every night I would dream that it fell out and I would be anxious and despearte about it. The inevitable march towards old age. This is the opposite, and it's related to this project we have together.