Last night I had a dream that someone was chasing me with a weapon. At first, I started to run. Then, I stopped, turned around and started to chase them. They looked surprised at me facing them and I could start to see their real weakness with every step. When I finally caught up to the person, I took the weapon away only to see it could not have done any harm to me in the first place.

I interpreted this dream as fear or rather, the perception of fear. When I was running away, the fear had me under its spell. As I turned to face it, the illusion was broken and it lost all the power it had over me. Reminding me that facing my fear is always better than being paralyzed by the illusion of its power over my life.