I had the most bizarre dream last night. Oyá and Obatalá both came to me, she a blinding white light and Oyá dressed darkly. “You were never meant to live this long,” they told me. “And tonight, you die so you can start fresh.”
I wasn’t sick. There was no pain. There was fear, of the unknown. And when they reached out to me it felt like I was falling backwards, almost into sleep but not quite. Then everything went dark. No light. No heaven. No orishas. No G-d. It was nothing. More importantly – I don’t think I cared because I wasn’t conscious. If I could compare it to anything, it was like a long, dreamless sleep.
I woke up this morning sore, stiff, confused. Emotionless. I don’t remember any dreams other than that one, but I feel as if I had to fight my way back somehow. It’s disconcerting.
Has anyone else ever had a dream like that?