Recently, I had a dream that gave me the perfect opportunity to confront my fears and reclaim my personal power. It wasn’t just about facing a challenge—it was about navigating the path of uncertainty and rediscovering my true self. In the dream, I found myself in an underground tunnel, lost at first, stumbling to keep up with the group as they moved forward with ease towards an uncertain fate. The tunnel felt like a metaphor for my own inner journey, filled with obstacles and shadows. But soon, I was given a choice—a chance to break away from the fear and take control of my own path.
What follows is the journey I took, both in the dream and within myself.
I’m in an underground tunnel with a large group of people and two close female friends. A guy carrying filmmaking gear leads the way, brimming with energy. The tunnel is well-lit but filled with obstacles, which my friends easily jump over, while I struggle to keep up. Aware of people behind me, I hurry. My friends are already far ahead, and I have to run to catch up. How did they move so quickly? I wonder.
When I finally reach them, they’ve stopped near a corner, staring at the floor. I notice a trail of filmmaking equipment—the same kind the guy at the front was carrying. A chill runs down my spine as I realize he must have been caught by something, and that whatever it is, it’s probably just around the corner, coming for us. My body instinctively takes two steps back, but I know I can’t turn around—there’s no way out from where we came. We’re trapped.
Before I can summon the courage to move forward, I wake up in my bed, my body still tingling from the energy of the dream. I’m frustrated! There’s nothing more annoying than losing to fear, so I’m determined to go back and finish what I started. I’m sure I can return to the same dream because I can’t imagine a world where I don’t conquer my fears. I say out loud, “I’m going back,” without a trace of doubt, and fall back to sleep.
I’m back in the same tunnel, but this time it’s just me and my two friends. They look different, more mature, but I know they’re the same friends who were teasing me earlier. Now, I’m the one leading, with them supporting me from behind. As we approach the corner, I hear the sound of a gong. It’s not what you’d expect a gong to sound like—it’s much more melodic, soft, and immediately I realize I’m in a lucid dream.
Now I’m alone, but I feel ready to face whatever’s around the corner. I charge forward without hesitation, but there’s nothing there—just a small area with an orange metal cabinet on the left and some stairs carved into the back of the wall. I realize whatever I’m searching for must be up those stairs. How am I going to defeat it? My fighting skills are poor, and close combat isn't my strength. Maybe I can use telekinesis to lift it and throw it away? I’ve never tried that, but I’ll give it a shot.
I focus on the cabinet; it looks heavy, which is perfect for my experiment. I try to lift it from a distance with my mind, but I can feel its density—it’s too heavy to move easily. It’ll probably take a few tries before I can move it at all. I don’t have time for this! I don’t know how long I have before I’m pulled from the dream, and it would be a waste to miss the real mission because I got caught up in rehearsing. There has to be a better way. The words from my spirit guides echo in my mind: “You don’t fight darkness; you illuminate it.”
Of course! I head for the stairs and lift myself into the air to reach the upper floor—because why bother taking the stairs when I can fly? As I float, I focus on the light inside me and feel it grow, illuminating everything from within. The light expands, overflowing from my body and stretching out, claiming everything it touches. The world around me turns white, and I’m no longer in my physical form. I am pure energy, and there is no fear—only love. In that moment, I realize I never needed any special powers. I already am what I need—I am light.
To all the lights out there <3