I cracked the code!  What code? The one in my dream!  You’ve got to be kidding me? No, seriously — just listen.  I had a really cool dream last night.

In my dream, I was outside a public area that I wasn’t familiar with.  It was within a block or so of my old grammar school. I knew that Kevin would be worried about me so I was trying to get in touch with him.  I realized that I didn’t have a cell phone.

There was a teenager there, a kind of frumpy, not the cool jock type kid, but more of a geek (which by the way I think is cool).  I asked if I could borrow his cell phone.  He was very reluctant and explained that his parents only let him use it in case of emergency.  I explained that it was kind of an emergency because my husband didn’t know where I was.  He would be ready to send out the search party so I had to let him know I was okay.

I was some where between my teens and early 20’s in the dream.  So the teenager pulls out this huge cell phone that is really old-fashioned, a first generation cell phone that looks more like a large walkie talkie.  You’ve probably seen one like it on the free credit score commercial.

I looked to the left and saw a really funky modern high tech looking payphone that definitely didn’t fit the scene.  I saw that it was still only 25c. But I looked around me and realized I didn’t have my wallet with me or even a pocket book so I didn’t even have 25c.  I don’t know why I would have travelled without one.

So I started dialing the numbers on the cell phreone’s huge keypad.  As I am doing this we are walking around to the other side of a wall and there is a picnic table with some people sitting there.  They are talking so we start talking to them.

I then get up and walk to another separate building.  There is a girl in the room that was a new friend (I don’t know her in real life).  She is pretty tipsy, clearly she has had a few drinks.  We were talking about something having to do with going out to the East End of Long Island, the Hamptons or the Northfork area, and partying — after all I was in my late teens/early 20’s, what else do you do?  I kind of go off to the East End for a minute and then just as quickly I am back in the room — you can do that kind of cool stuff in a dream.

I tell her I have to check my computer and had to put in my password.  She asked what my password was and for some odd, crazy reason, I told her what it was.  As I turned to leave the room, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her reach into a drawer.  In her tipsy state, she took out a small notepad and pen and wrote something down and tucked it into her sweatshirt pocket.  I thought, hmmm, that’s odd, I wonder if she is writing down my password.

The next thing I remember I walk into my old bedroom in the house where I grew up and she’s in the room standing next to my bed.  She is holding her sweatshirt in her hand.  Kelsey is in there too (my 12 year old — that would have meant I had her when I was 8). Kelsey smiles at me as I enter the room and then goes back to watching the tipsy girl looking through her things. The tipsy girl is even tipsier at this point as she is frenetically searching through her things for something.  I thought hmmm I wonder if she is searching for her pad.  I was really curious to see what she wrote on it.

Just as I reach for the sweatshirt to intercept the note pad to see if my password is on the note, Kelsey reaches over and picks it up off the night table and says, “Is this what you are looking for?”

I reach over and take it from Kelsey and read it.  It isn’t the password, it is just a series of letters and numbers.  For a moment I let out a huge sigh of relief.  As I look at it again more closely, though, I realize that she has actually written down a code of some type.  In a split second I decipher the code and realize that it is actually my password.

At this point I start going into that twilight state.  I think I got so excited I started waking myself up. You might say, “So what?”  What does that have to do with anything?  What are you getting all excited about?”  Well, it has everything to do with everything.  You see, in my dream in what was probably a split second, I came up with a code and in another split second I broke the code.  You might be saying, “Okay, so what, I still don’t get it.  Maybe you’re laughing at me and saying, “Well silly of course you could break the code — it’s your dream!  You must have created it in the first place.”

That’s what’s so cool!  It was a real code!  I realized that it was a logical code that I never would have come up with or been able to break if I were awake.  It was a system for switching out numbers and letters and replacing them in a certain way that made sense.

Well, the reason I was so excited about it was that it made me see just how powerful the subconscious/unconscious state is.  I was so much smarter in the subconscious state than I was in the waking state!  So I said, “Well, if I am so much smarter in the subconscious state, how can I tap into it without being in a dream state since I might not remember the dream when I wake up?”   I had my answer in a second – voila — Meditate!

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