I dreamed I was standing on the bank of a rushing river. My children were standing beside me.
In the river were cyclists riding against the tide. They were strong and fast, considering the power of the water.
Also in the river were belly dancers who were gyrating their way down stream, smiling and clicking away with their finger cymbals. They were in control of their speed as well, considering the rush of the water.
I watched them for a while, understanding that what I was seeing wasn't normal.
Now that I'm awake, or at least my eyes are open, I'm trying to figure this out. I don't ride my bike that often. And I've NEVER belly danced, or had the urge to do so. What the heck with the symbolism?