Yes, I had a dream last night that I think is worth discussing. It was weird, as dreams usually are, but also when I woke up it was comforting to know that it was “just a dream” and had no basis in reality.
In my dream I was still teaching high school. I have not taught in a school for at least 25 years. I was living in a house that I do not remember with my mother (haven’t lived at home in 50 years) and I was returning to work as a teacher after a short illness. I was dreading this return. I was trying to call the school and tell them I was coming back, and I was having difficulty with this chore. Fortunately, I woke up soon with relief, knowing that I did not really have to go.
I know dreams are symbolic so I figure that maybe this dream is about working in that dog-eat-dog world that we all have had to work in. I am retired now and working part time for myself to earn a little money for extra expenses. Yesterday was a very busy day and I had to get out in the oppressive heat several times. I was very tired when I went to bed, so I think I related to all those years of teaching school and teaching classes in computer on a regular schedule. That’s what is nice about my life now.
I do not have to set the alarm clock that much (only if I have to take someone to any early flight or appointment) and I pretty much work when I want to work and for as long as I want . It is very nice, this being retired.
Of course, unless you are wealthy and can retire young, being retired usually has the caveat that you are older. I guess I am OK with that. I was so relieved when I awoke from my “teaching” dream and realized that I did not have to get back into the rat race.
I think all of this might have been triggered when I helped a fellow resident where I live and he said I knew so much about so many things. I told him I was a “know it all” and he replied that I knew the important stuff. I guess helping the residents in my complex is a continued “teaching and giving” experience that I have come to know is the way I want to live.
I still study, read, learn, and teach. I guess I will until I die. I think that’s OK. And I will wake up from those dreams of that past and continue forward to my future.
In my dream I was still teaching high school. I have not taught in a school for at least 25 years. I was living in a house that I do not remember with my mother (haven’t lived at home in 50 years) and I was returning to work as a teacher after a short illness. I was dreading this return. I was trying to call the school and tell them I was coming back, and I was having difficulty with this chore. Fortunately, I woke up soon with relief, knowing that I did not really have to go.
I know dreams are symbolic so I figure that maybe this dream is about working in that dog-eat-dog world that we all have had to work in. I am retired now and working part time for myself to earn a little money for extra expenses. Yesterday was a very busy day and I had to get out in the oppressive heat several times. I was very tired when I went to bed, so I think I related to all those years of teaching school and teaching classes in computer on a regular schedule. That’s what is nice about my life now.
I do not have to set the alarm clock that much (only if I have to take someone to any early flight or appointment) and I pretty much work when I want to work and for as long as I want . It is very nice, this being retired.
Of course, unless you are wealthy and can retire young, being retired usually has the caveat that you are older. I guess I am OK with that. I was so relieved when I awoke from my “teaching” dream and realized that I did not have to get back into the rat race.
I think all of this might have been triggered when I helped a fellow resident where I live and he said I knew so much about so many things. I told him I was a “know it all” and he replied that I knew the important stuff. I guess helping the residents in my complex is a continued “teaching and giving” experience that I have come to know is the way I want to live.
I still study, read, learn, and teach. I guess I will until I die. I think that’s OK. And I will wake up from those dreams of that past and continue forward to my future.
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