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“You must train your intuition – you must trust the small voice inside you which tells you exactly what to say, what to decide.” Ingrid Bergman
When I was twelve I had a very realistic dream. In my dream I woke up in a fisherman’s shack. The landscape (or rather the seascape) was nothing like what I’ve ever seen or anything that could be found in Ukraine. In fact, my dream was so strange that I decided to write it down as soon as I woke up. My journal from the following morning contains the entry below:
“The feeling of loneliness is overpowering. I force myself to leave the shack; its exterior appears even more forsaken than its interior. The beach is deserted. There is nothing except for the sand. The sky is gray and stormy. There is a sense of unrest in the air.
I know that the Spirit I just met doesn’t want me to leave. He is calling me back. I desperately want to escape, but I don’t know where I can possibly go. I’m surrounded by sand and sea. I remember the spirit’s last words: “Beware of green eyes.” I feel I should’ve asked what exactly he meant by that, but something tells me that I will soon find out. I wonder if it’s a warning for my entire life or just for now. Will I meet a green-eyed person amidst these sandy dunes? Should I run if I do? I wake up. I’m not a grown-up anymore. I’m twelve. Something tells me that this will be a dream that I’ll remember forever.”
I still remember every detail of that dream. The strangest part is that a lot of major events in my life (some that were quite unpleasant to say the least) ended up revolving around people with green eyes… I even almost lost my life because of a green-eyed person… But all of that is in the past.
I don’t ever think about that warning anymore. All I remember is the dunes. I’ve seen the same dunes years after my dream. But they weren’t in Ukraine. They were in the US…