I Had a Dream 2...

I was rudely interrupted by a dream last night about a skier in a snow storm.

There was a stifling sense of restlessness combined with an impending birth. Within the mind of the skier, there was grasping, with feelings of being entombed, trapped inside this dark abyss, where there was a need to discover more. A need to move and feel freedom. A need to venture forth from the comfort zone. A need to see the light.

Suddenly a strong smell wafts forth around the skier who is embalmed within his self imposed stagnation. Ignorance envelopes him, yet there is an urge, an urge to crawl out from the darkness of this inner tomb. Searching around, he sees a little bit of light, and with great relief manages to pull his head out of his a$$.