Back when I was policing and in the field, my dreams while sleeping often revolved around the job.
Victims needing immediate help and for whatever reason I could not get to them.
People attacking me and "the fight was on."
Lots of violence.
Being well removed from those uniform days, I don't have police dreams so much anymore.
But evidently, my mental anxiety is still job related, just much less serious.
For instance, the other night, I had a dream.
I was speaking to a large class of students. Everyone was attentive (that is a definite dream indicator) and the room was quiet except for my voice.
I had covered everything that I wanted to say in 20 minutes. Unfortunately, I was scheduled to lecture for an hour.
My mind raced as I tried to figure out what the heck I was going to talk about for the next 40 minutes.
Fortunately, I woke up before the problem was resolved.
It is funny the messages that we receive in dreams.
For me, the jobs have changed and the opposed risks are much less, but the message is still loud and the same:
No matter the endeavor, success requires preparation, preparation, and more preparation.
I think I have some work to do, and then maybe I'll go back to dreams of running barefoot on a tropical island.
I hope you all have a good weekend.
8 hours ago