In my dream, I struck a road running along the grassy rim of an escarpment overlooking a beautiful valley. The valley was expansive and filled with open ranches and cloud-shadows roaming through pastures. I had two options. Turn right and climb to a higher view. Turn left and descend a long, thinning road into the valley.
I turned right. Driving along, I found my eyes continually drawn to the valley. For that reason, I didn’t notice, until too late, that I had driven upon private property. I discovered myself wheeling around in a wide driveway immediately below an extensive mansion with an incredible façade of windows.
This is where reality unplugs.
Upon turning around and heading back, I found myself inside the mansion. An elderly man appeared as I tried to navigate around a heavy wooden table and exit through a spacious room on the passenger side.
“He’s right here!” the man yelled.
A younger woman—obviously the man’s wife—strode in from another room.
I drew to a stop, now finding myself just standing there without a car. I allowed the couple to approach me.
“Didn’t you see the sign?” the man asked.
“Nope,” I said. “The drive was so beautiful, I just…drove without paying attention.”
I apologized abundantly. I gave them my name and told them where I lived. After much conversation, they agreed to let me go with a warning. “Someday,” the old man cautioned, “we are going to repay you by showing up inside your house, unannounced.”
The dream pretty much faded as I walked out of their house.
First, I can totally see myself driving right through a mansion because I am distracted by gawking around. Second, I was fairly guarded when I wandered out to the kitchen from my bedroom this morning. What if I bumped into that couple?