I had a dream the other night that I’ve only just really stopped and thought about
I parked my car in a parking lot, somewhere different to the hotel we were staying. I’m out walking around and decide that it’s time to head home so I better go get the car and then pick up Regan and the kids who are at the hotel .. and wouldn’t you know it, I can’t find the parking lot. I know what it looks like, what it’s called but it’s nowhere near where I am and I just start wandering around.
At first, I thought it was just a weird dream – but I thought about the elements
* a starting point (my car)
* a journey (finding it)
* a destination (the parking lot and then the hotel)
And that really fits with where I am at the moment, I know where I started and I think I know where I want to go — the journey to get there though, that’s the mystery!