Waiting for the door to open

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In this particular article I am going to talk of a dream one that left me very confused . Even as I write these words I'm not sure what I am supposed to understand from the dream. It began with me sitting in a very long corridor of doors.
I was sat in a corridor of door many doors to many to count but all the doors were white and the walls also white. The floor I was sitting on was grey I was sure this was an hospital , it was a very long corridor I was not near the end because I could see how far away the corridor door was and it was some distance away.  It was strange because I was fully aware I was in a dream there was no mistaking it. I knew this was going to be a message and that I had to pay attention to it. I sat for a while wondering what I had to do. Facing me was a door but I had no idea what to do. Did I have an appointment or was I waiting for someone to come out of the door. Then I heard footsteps to my left , I turned to see a woman walking down the corridor towards me. She looked like a patient because she was wearing a white night dress. She had blonde hair and was coming towards me . I was a little nervous because it did seem like a dream I once had before my Near Death Experience when a woman also walked towards me and turned out to be a ghost. My fears soon vanished when this woman walked right up to me and told me everything I needed to know without to much detail. She told me all I have to do is open the door. Then she opened the door next to the door I was lookin at and walked through and the door closed. I knew then that this was a spiritual dream all I needed to do was open the door . Yet there was so many how did I know which door was mine. While I was thinking the strangest thing happened , I lost my balance and fell backwards onto the door directly behind me and the door opened , I fell into the room . I managed to pull myself of the ground to come face to face with another person. It was another woman on a hospital bed  . She was sitting with her legs dangling from the side of the bed. She looked like she was waiting for a doctor to visit her. I was taken a little bit back by her appearance. She looked very sad and her face was disfigured with strange lumps and bumps all over the side's of her face. I looked at her  and I felt so sad for her then for what ever reason told the first thing that came into my mind. I told she was beautiful on the inside because that is what really counts. I said goodbye to her and found myself back in the hallway I decided I would walk into the the I was first sat looking at. As I walked across the hallway and reached for the door somehow I was moved to the left and went through the door next to the one I thought I was going through. Once in this room I was greeted with chaotic scenes. There was a young black African boy making lots of noise and a doctor and a nurse trying to calm him down. Chairs on the floor the wrong way round people just running around . I had no idea what was going on . Nobody spoke to me in this room they probably didn't have the time . I left the room and woke up. I never made it into the room I had chosen and that is what left me confused by the dream.
It's funny but now I have written the dream down I am beginning to understand. We all have choices in life and each choice leads us to a new door. It's up to us to open that door or ignore it. Either way what ever door we choose life still goes on. We meet people we may never have met before and we can give them our help just as they can with us. Not all life is easy and sometimes we find ourselves in times when life is in a total mess , yet we pull through. I suppose I did not come through the door in the dream untill I had seen all I had needed to. I suppose I opened it when I awoke from the dream so I would remember it. 
  It was a dream I had been waiting for a change in direction I had been waiting to take. Now I know I'm on a new path in life which gives me more strength from within to keep moving forward in life and keep opening those doors when they come my way. 
Never let anything or anyone from stopping you from following your own dreams . Only you know what it is you truly know what you need to do . Keep opening your doors who knows what's waiting on the other side .

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