Dream destination: Just outside of New York City

I was in my parallel dream universe again last night. No flying this time, and the dream was more focussed on the place rather than the people.

When I dream, I have a feeling of whether I’m at home or in another country. My dream the other night of being by the sea, was ‘set’ in the UK. My dream last night, was ‘set’ just outside of New York City. The New York City of my dreams is slightly different to the New York City of the ‘real’ world.

I’ve dreamt of being in New York many times. I had a recurring nightmare after the 9/11 attacks that I was either in one of the towers during the attack, or I was flying in to the city (by conventional methods – on a plane!) and saw the attacks taking place through the window of my plane. One dream I had, I was leaving the city, by air again, when the attacks took place, and again I could see the horrific events taking place through the window of my plane. These dreams always had the feeling of ‘getting away from it just in time’. They weren’t the most pleasant of dreams I’ve had, but they are among the most vivid.

The dream I had last night took place just outside of New York City. I don’t know the name of the road, but it is one of the main streets in New York. Looking from the Statue of Liberty, you would be travelling towards the right along this main road. Continue along this road for about an hour, as it snakes around the mountain, and you will arrive at the place where I was staying. The mountain blocks out the view of the New York skyline, but you don’t need to travel that far to be able to see it again in the distance. There is also no mobile phone coverage in this area, so be warned if you dream that you go there.

A short walk onwards from this place (I don’t know if it is a town, a house, a hamlet) the path opens out into a very long walkway, with a knee high wall all along the right hand side, and every now and then there are wrought iron gates. Beyond the wall, is Texas, and the only way in is through the gates, which get further and further apart from each other the more you walk along this walkway. You just don’t step over the wall – the temptation to do so isn’t even there.

Along this walkway, the weather is fabulous. Always sunny and warm.

Eventually, the walkway joins up with another road, which you can see along for miles. In the distance, looking left, you can see a white bridge, and just over that bridge there is a road that you need to turn left into to get back onto the road that leads along the front of New York City, and to the point where I described looking at from the Statue of Liberty earlier. Looking right, and the road continues along the perimeter of Texas. The occasional building stands out from the greenery and hills, and every now and then the mountain will pop back into view, but this area is very much open space. I did say that the New York of my dreams is completely different to the real one.

So, I’m in this hamlet-place, and can’t use my mobile phone. I’m in the shade of the mountain, and can’t see New York. And I’m looking for something. It’s something very important, but it’s something that isn’t for me. Only, I don’t know what it is that I’m looking for. I need to find it by a certain time, and I wake up before finding what it is.

It wasn’t a frustrating dream – the openness was breath-taking… refreshing too, in a way. The not knowing and not finding what I was looking for was a feature of the dream, but not the main event – the place had the emphasis.

Could this indicate a need to look at things in a different way? Or a sign that I’m looking at things that just aren’t for me? Or do I need to open up more? And why do I keep re-visiting this same location?

The more I think, the more questions I find I ask.