It’s  Johnny’s last day of college. Most of the kids are happy and celebrating, but not Johnny. He has no friends with which to celebrate. Even though he got good grades, the experience of college has been an empty and fruitless one. As he heads out to leave, a woman; one of his teachers, stops him. They sit down on the steps and she begins to speak. At first he’s uncomfortable and just wants to leave. There’s something special about this woman, though, that he can’t seem to quite figure out. Is it the way she speaks? Her tone of voice? Whatever it is breaks down all Johnny’s walls. Nothing she says really registers, but when she’s done speaking all of a sudden he has an epiphany. As Johnny begins to walk away he starts to sob. Huge heaving sobs that are more healing than a million self help workshops. He’s feeling pure remorse, and great joy at the same time. 

   The remorse is because up till now he’s been so ignorant and the joy is that now its so obvious. His whole life he’s been walking around depressed and thinking he’s in hell when it’s really heaven.

   Unfortunately this was all a dream I had, and when I awoke I couldn’t remember a word the lady said, but I’ll never forget that feeling. I realized in that moment that pure joy and pure remorse are the same thing.

— This dream felt so real. Like the person in the dream was actually a real person. Maybe a spirit guide or something. Has anyone ever had a dream like that?