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Did I tell you about the time I turned into a flock of birds?
T'was the weeks before a potential move. I was filled with anxiety and trepidation, as I'm a creature of habit so I hate hate HATE moving house.
✨ One night, I dreamed that I was lost in a desert. At some point. a zombie came running out of a dune. Yes, running - this wasn't a sluggish Walking Dead zombie. More like a World War Z one. A half-decomposed man, running like f*cking Bolt towards me, roaring for my flesh. I ran, but he caught up to me and tackled me to the ground.
I landed on my back, he on top of me, clawing, biting, reaching for anything he could get. He was pretty strong, for something so frail-looking!
SHIT. He managed to take a big bite out of my throat. I watched in horror, numb from the adrenaline, as he tore off a big ribbon of flesh, blood spurting everywhere. I was SO dead.
And then...It's like a repressed memory was unlocked. I suddenly remembered who I was. You're kidding! How on earth did I just 'forget' THIS?!
I focused, and felt the warmth spread through my body. The revenant face-planted on the sand as I swept from underneath him - a big flock of beautiful, almost electric-blue finches. I was a force of nature, motherf-cker - no revenant could kill me.
I was wind, sun, and light. I'd just locked that memory away. Maybe it was a 'break glass in case of emergency' situation!
He got up and desperately started clawing at 'me'. I/we swarmed around him, dive-bombing, dazzling - like a more colorful version of Hitchcock's 'Birds'. He needed to go back to the realm of the dead, and stop spreading his terror.
Eventually, 'we' gathered way up high - hundreds of feet in the air. We started glowing, and one by one, we dive-bombed him, like little blue shooting stars. The revenant was getting holes blown into him, sparks flying everywhere. He was roaring with rage, but he was done The last finch shot straight through his skull, blowing it apart like a watermelon.
✨ I woke up, and knew I was going to be OK. With the move, and probably everything. I just needed a little reminder that I'm tougher than I think.
What do dreams mean? That’s a question too big to answer in a couple of paragraphs but you all probably have an idea of what they mean to you. Maybe that’s the point. Maybe that’s what Nick is talking about here. You might have taken something different from the flock of birds or becoming the wind, sun and light. Maybe that’s OK too?
One thing you can be sure of is that Nick is a great orator. With his acting background and business mind, you’ll get a lot from his speaking expertise. Check out Nick’s website to see why it’s so important to get your reps in.
