Last week I had a surfing dream. I haven't had one of those in a while and this one certainly gave me something to think about. To minimize the bore that it can be to read about other people's dreams, I will be as brief as possible:
1) I paddle out behind a huge pack of men. If we surf in this configuration, someone will certainly get hurt. I paddle around to the side, so that no one will crash into me.
2) I paddle out between two piers in a marina. Dolphins splash in the water in front of me. Then they start swimming towards shore. One of them almost crashes into me and gives me a very annoyed squeak.
3) My "surf instructor" tells me to surf into an empty house, through open windows and doors. "This is your wave," he says. "Take it." "Screw that", I say. "This is NOT my wave"
4) Later, my "surf instructor" tries to fit his surfboard through the open windows and doors. Of course they don't fit. But he can't figure out why. He was sure they would.
5) Lastly, I sit on my board in the open ocean looking towards the shore. The water is glassy, not a wave in sight. I bob on the current, going nowhere. It's beautiful.
Sections 1through 4 suggest that - between the danger of other surfers crashing into me, dolphins annoyed at me for being in their way and going against the current, and "surf instructors" ordering me to do the un-doable - there's somewhere in my life that I'm not going with the flow.
Section 5 suggests that, perhaps, sometimes the only thing to do is just sit.
I don't think there is a single spiritual teacher who would disagree with that message.