My Man

I dreamed of a man; not the finest, not the richest, not living in the finest house. Yet tall, dark and handsome and from the instant he entered the dream... Mine

Although a dream, it felt soooo real.
Real feelings for him and I felt the warmth of his love in return in my heart but even more in my spirit...mine, for I have seen this man before, I can't recall where though.

As the Dream begins, I was walking down a road, one I've never traveled before. I almost walked pass him. He was there but I almost missed him... in plain sight. He was on my right and a lion was on my left.  I didn't sense fear but avoidance, avoid the lion. So I asked this handsome stranger, "can I go in your house to avoid the lion,?"  He raised his head from the wood carving he was doing and said,  "yes" to me without hesitation. (protector)

As I went in a baby lion followed, I wasn't afraid ; but again, avoiding a bad situation. So walking into a room, he followed, I closed the door behind him as I got out. For the baby lion would call his mother, the lioness and then we would have... a bad situation.

As I looked around the room in astonishment, I saw a room full of books, piles and piles, as I spun around and around, dizzy with amazement at these piles and piles of books. But then as I spun around a second or maybe a third time... everything stopped. As if suspended in time, as I made eye to eye, well maybe not eye to eye, for he was tall and as I looked up and him, he looked down at me and instantly our eyes met. I was connected, as he started to stimulate me intellectually telling me about the piles and piles of books. The ones he read, the ones he plans to read as I lingered on his every word anticipated his next statement. He then looked feverishly around the room for a certain something, a book he thought I would enjoy (thoughtful).... he didn't find it and in that moment I felt our time was fading, as we begin to part ways he said, "I really want you to have this book(dedication to passing me knowledge) if I can't find my copy (selfless) I will buy you one and have it for you the next time I see you" (a promise, anticipation and expectation of seeing me again, dedication to enlightening me, educating me, meeting my intellectual desires with the one cure..knowledge).

And so time passed 

When I saw him again it felt like years apart but could've been days or a weekend, not sure about the time laps but it felt.. like..... home. As I came into his house, I felt... home. I felt a oneness and as he stood from where he was comfortably sprawled on his sofa, presented the promised book to me, I feel complete. For you kept your promise and now I feel a huge rush of overwhelming LOVE and ADMIRATION for Mr. Mine for that's what he is in this moment. As if he seem to have read my thoughts he picked me up and embraced me in his arms and said in a stern whisper in my ear, "you ...are ...mine".  Before placing me from a cloud back onto my feet and patted a seat next to him on the sofa waiting for me....Home

My take from this this dream, the man of my dreams is out there I just have to be patient and not walk past somebody who seems ordinary because he may be Mr. EXTRAODINARY.   It was then I woke to the sounds of life; dog scratching door,  daughter calling name, bladder on full. However,  instead of waking up feeling groggy, I felt completely in love with this MAN IN MY DREAMS.