After my divorce when I was living alone in my own apartment I went through a period of having a lot of dreams. One dream I will never forget.

In the dream I saw a woman who had the same hairstyle as I did. I didn’t see her face as her back was turned toward me.

She walked up to a square mirror and stopped in front of it. I saw her reflection in the mirror and to my shock it was me - but it wasn’t me.

It was certainly my face but the face in the mirror was horribly scarred all over the face and neck. I kept looking at my scarred face; I even put my hand on my face to touch the scars. I was not at all afraid of seeing myself scarred. In fact, I was more fascinated and curious but not afraid. I also didn’t think that the scars made me grotesque even though they were shockingly ugly. I also remember a feeling of complete calm. When I woke up I was refreshed, calm and happy.

I’m not a therapist or anyone who has knowledge about how to analyze dreams so I only guess that I accepted that I had been scarred emotionally and was on my way to healing.

Hooray for me!