I had a nightmare today. Let me back up. I made an obnoxious decision to follow my intuition this time around. I'm 43, single (for the first time ever) , kids are out of the house. So, I quit a job that was supposed to be a dream come true and I began to refresh my home to get it onto the market. Getting rid of two decades of my life. HARD!!! I also don't know my next step. Truly trusting intuition. I'll either move to a tiny village in Italy, downtown Chicago or anywhere else. I don't know. I recently had a talk with a close friend. We realized, that I never lived for myself, whatever the hell that even means. Long story short, I was pregnant at 18. Then I chose to pursue a career in special education. I have a goal. A huge scary, expensive, revolutionary, conscious entrepreneurship type of goal. So many unknowns. But I made the steps towards no turning back. All my boats aren't burned yet but I'm burning them. Back to the nightmare. I'm in some fantasy movie type land. Imagine if the elven villages from Lord of the Rings were in the middle of an ocean. It's scary but beautiful. As I'm walking through a hidden beach that I found by climbing over some tree-like rocky sculptures, I see a wooden bridge structure, with wooden walls and the ceiling appears to be rocks - like a cave, but underneath the wooden planks it's the ocean waters. I walk. More people find it and walk following me. Soon there are more than a few people behind me. Now I can't turn back. The walls are tight and the planks are beginning to be more and more under the salty ocean waters. It's getting dark. I panic. Now, I pick up pace and notice there are people ahead of me. They are scared to walk ahead but can't turn back. We're all feeling that. The only way to survive at this point is forward. I encourage them to walk. Now, in my nightmare I am as one of the people walking and as an observer. I see that at the end of the walkway is a resort like beach. But if we don't walk fast we'll die from dehydration and cold. The people walking feel like they are walking towards death. But not walking is certainly death.