The dream is essentially (and deliciously) the same each time. I’m walking through my house, and I open a door to reveal a room I’ve never seen before. Sometimes it’s an extra bedroom, or it’s a great room with a vaulted ceiling. The rooms are always white and light and airy, with lots of windows and acres of space. As I walk through them, I find rooms beyond them. Each time, it all makes sense somehow that my home has rooms I never knew about behind doors I’ve never seen before.
It doesn’t make sense, though, in the cool, rational light of day. Some Googling brought me to The Dream Well, and the following interpretation:
New rooms in a house in a dream can relate to areas in our lives where we are discovering new skills, abilities or strengths within ourselves. While we may feel we know who we are and what we are capable of, dreams of new rooms invite us to open our minds to the possibility that we have even greater potential than we thought…Dreams of new rooms invite us to look at what we thought were our limitations, and to recognise that we can move beyond them.
It gets better. I was telling my good friend Steve at The End about this recurring dream, and he filled me in on The Room of Requirement that appeared throughout the Harry Potter series. From the Muggles Guide: This is a room that a person can only enter when they have real need of it. Sometimes it is there and sometimes it is not, but when it appears, it is always equipped for the seeker’s needs. How excellent would THAT be?!, said Steve.
How excellent indeed. How handy to have a room that was whatever you needed it to be whenever you needed it. Such a room would defy any self-imposed limitations, because all you required would be provided for. There would be no excuses, only doing and becoming. It feels as dreamy as those dazzling rooms I keep stumbling upon in my sleep.
There’s a message there, though, for my waking hours. Imagine if I could approach every encounter, every relationship, every event, every piece of work, and every challenge as if it (and I) were equipped for whatever is needed in that space. I’d be less anxious and more open knowing that stepping through each doorway would fill me up. If I got really Zen about it, I could even get to the place of believing that whatever each new experience provides is what I need to learn at this moment. Then I’d gather up that wisdom and bravely open the next door.