I had a dream last night.
I was standing on the edge of a cliff and a giant, beautiful blue bird flew towards me. He looked at me while flying higher into the sky. All of the sudden, people appeared behind me and started throwing rocks at the beautiful bird. I turned towards the people and then back towards the bird.
Many other birds started appearing at this point, outnumbering the people. At first I thought, "Woah, those birds are going to attack these people if they don't stop," but I said nothing. Then, as the stones kept being thrown faster and faster, I grew angry.
I turned to the people and shouted "Why are you doing this!? These birds have done nothing to you and they are beautiful! Why would you want to harm something so beautiful." I then started picking up stones to throw back, but didn't follow through. Instead, I looked into the sky and the giant, beautiful blue bird flew around again. The birds didn't seem worried. They just kept soaring around in the sky, higher and higher.
I really had to process this dream throughout the day today. I couldn't forget the beautiful blue bird, so I drew it. Then I sat some more and thought about what it meant. I had a texting conversation with my friend, Rebecca Priddy. Somehow I had a memory during our conversation about my 6th grade English teacher, Mrs. Moses. I remember the students in the class always saying (behind her back, of course) that she had mold in between her teeth. I always thought that was really mean. I liked her, as she encouraged me to write. I wrote a few books while in her class that I still have today.
That wasn't the only memory I had today. I remember a "friend" of mine in the 5th grade laughing and making fun of a boy in our class. She always picked on him because he was on the heavy side. He lived in my neighborhood and was nice. Lots of kids picked on him because of his size. I never did, but I don't remember standing up for him though. I regret that to this day, but forgive myself because I also have a memory of him finally having enough of the teasing and he started standing up for himself. I also know he's a happy and healthy insurance agent today and doing okay. That makes me happy.
Maybe all this is coming to me because I know that there are many people in the world that will do anything and say anything to hurt someone. I've seen it on social media and in-person. I've witnessed it being done to others and have endured it myself. It's not fun. Those "stone throwers" will do anything to hold someone else back from shining gloriously and I wish for this to stop. Unfortunately, I know it won't cease completely in my lifetime.
This demeaning behavior has happened for centuries. It reminded me of the Bible passage from John 8:1-11. A woman who committed adultery was brought into a temple among scholars and religious folk. They were all ready to stone her and started badgering Jesus about when to start. Jesus was like "Um...whichever one of you haven't sinned ever. You go first." They all looked at each other and then started exiting from the temple, one by one, and no stones were thrown. Interesting. Jesus basically called them out, but he did it in such a peaceful way, so they got his message. Read the full passage by clicking here.
All humans have been hurt at some point in their lives. I wish people would start remembering how it feels when someone hurts them so they stop hurting others. Stop throwing those stones.
And to those that get stones thrown at them: Think like the birds in my dream. Picture yourself flying high up in the sky, too high for the stones to reach. Yeah, a few may hit and hurt, but that's okay. Try your best to ignore it. Speak up when you feel you need to, but know when it's best to not say anything. That's a tricky thing sometimes, knowing when to say something and when not to (and what to say exactly, because you don't want to be a stone thrower too), but if you listen to your heart, it won't steer you wrong.
Keep flying and soaring higher and higher. Sending my light and love to all who need it.