Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Visions Of The Night

Always know where the back door is.

Today I read an article about a 7 year old girl who was frightened by a picture of the angle of death she had seen in school. It frightened her so much she couldn't sleep at night. As soon as the lights went out she saw the image again and for several knights she would leave her room and get into bed with her mother.

The mother is a writer and one day suggested to the girl tht she imagine herself to be powerful and had powerful friends around her to do battle with the angel of death and end up putting a funny bright red wig on it. That worked and the girl was never frightened with that image again.

The little girl's imagination took care of the monster.

Two nights ago I had a nightmare. I was standing ina room with a group of men. the room was packed with us. There was no room to move, we were jammed in solid, shoulder to chest, back to front. No one could move. There were no windows, the room was stuffy, the only way out was a door that was locked. I don't like closed spaces anyway. I would rather take a train than to fly. I hate tight confined spaces. I panicked and woke up.

I carried the fear of that dream with me all day. Yesterday evening I tried to imagine what I would do if that event actually occurred. In my imagination I hollered out to ask if anyone could pick a lock. One man said he could but he wasn't near the door. Struggling for a long time through this crowd of men he finally reached the door and opened it. There were too many men to make a panicked run, a stampede. There was a lot pf pushing and shoving but eventually we all got out. It was a great relief. That night I slept peacefully. The only truth to the whole thing was my fear. The event never happened.

My imagination took care of the monster.

DB - The Vagabond

(This is not a contest.)

At what event of the past do you wish you could be present? Why?

8 responses so far.


Thank you.


Linda S. Socha said...

Wonderful story DB. I am going to remember that one!

Arlene (AJ) said...

Another great read DB, something for all of us to remember if we are fearing anything.

Lori said...

Imagination (and the human brain) is a powerful thing!

Liz said...

Every day I ask my imagination to rescue me from the mental and physical pain I endure.
I wrote down my thoughts but my words are in adequate so I deleted my blogs.

My imagination still rescues me, I still write but I do not expect anyone else to understand.

Bucko (a.k.a., Ken) said...

Your glass is half full.