A Dream I Remembered

I rarely remember my dreams but this morning I woke up with my dream fresh in my mind. I was at the beach with my friends and we were walking back to the car. For some reason, I went a different way than they did and to get to the car, I had to pass through a hotel. I stepped into the elevator from outside and started going up. At first, there were two guys who worked at the hotel in the elevator with me, but they got off on the first floor where we stopped. I didn't get off, though, because I wasn't sure if it was the right floor. I kept going up and down, waiting for the elevator doors to open at each floor so i could take a look, but there were no signs on any of the floors to tell me I was at ground level--where I wanted to be. During my ride on the elevator, many others kept getting off and on. Finally, I decided to get off at one of the floors, even though I didn't know where it was. I ran into one of the hotel workers I'd seen on the elevator and he led me down some flights of stairs until I got to the ground-level floor.

I thought this dream was interesting since I'm in the middle of making some big decisions, and so I decided to take a lesson from it. In my mind, I keep going back and forth between different decisions I could make, waiting for some sign to tell me which decision would be best--which floor to get off on. But then the more I think about it, the more I realize that any of the decisions I made would be good ones, I just need to pick one. As long as I know my end goal (which was the floor that was level with the ground in my dream), I'll find some way to get there, even if I end up having to take some extra steps (flights of stairs) to get there because my first choice wasn't a direct path. As we take the steps to make choices, we run into people who affect our lives for good and will help us reach our destination.