Driving Backward

A series of dreams involving some kind of covert operation. Gunfire and running through buildings. A river gorge. Then a segue to...a small house in a rural waterfront setting, near a bridge over the river. I'm sitting on a bench on a white-graveled walkway, facing south looking at the cottage. It's sunny and warm, and I'm leaning on the shoulder of John D, who is a friend at least 15 years older than I am from our Bible study group. I am wearing shorts and a tank top, very unusual for me but for some reason I'm not self conscious. I just feel safe and protected, as though I were getting advice from a trusted, respected elder. Cut to: driving in John's "new sportscar". We're speeding down a gravelly, winding road through the woods and mountains...but backward! I'm in the back seat, kneeling looking out the back window. John is in the front seat with his hand on the wheel, looking backward. "Why are we going backward?! We're going too fast!" But John is all smiles and confidence. I don't feel like we're about to crash, but it's still uncomfortable.

My interpretation: The first part of this dream was very comfortable. I felt warm (since it's Winter right now, this is a good thing), safe, protected, sheltered and at peace. The second part was kind of crazy, but I didn't feel desperate, panicky, insanely frustrated like I do in all other dreams where the driver of the car doesn't do what I want (turning, stopping, etc.). It was scary, but exhilarating, too.

Conclusion: the mature, responsible (relatively speaking) part of me is eager to take me in a new direction and in an unconventional way. This is a good thing...I think. I recently started "getting my act together", beginning to take care of business I've been putting off. Actions caused dream or vice versa? Chicken or egg? The Warhorse Guild is also gearing up for a new year of challenges. Could be some overlap there, too.