I had a crazy dream this morning.  One of those dreams you have while trying to force  yourself back to sleep after waking too early.  It was so vivid, and so real.

I dreamt I was on a bus loaded with people I knew.  Also on that bus was an elephant.  Yes…an elephant.  He was standing in the aisle for easy transportation.  The purpose of our trip was to get that elephant where he needed to go.

Many people were scared of the elephant, including myself.  But my children were on the bus with me, so I took it upon myself to keep them safe.

I took a seat right on top of the elephant.  I scratched his back and rubbed his sides.  I wanted to keep that elephant calm and happy.  Because a disruptive elephant is a dangerous elephant.  Especially on a bus.

After a while, I started to trust the elephant.  He no longer felt like a threat.  He was quiet and content, and the trip was smooth.

I decided to get off him and sit comfortably in the back seat.

At first the elephant didn’t seem to notice.  I engaged in conversation with other passengers on the bus.  Suddenly I felt the elephant’s trunk on my hand.  He had turned his head to get my attention.  I patted his trunk with a good sense of humor and looked the other way.

The elephant did not like this.  He grabbed my hand with his teeth this time.  I became terrified of the enormous beast.  He was agitated and I feared for our safety.  I backed further into my seat, scared to go near him.

So instead, the elephant came to me.  He backed up and sat right down on me.

I felt my back break, but somehow managed to stay alive as I found an air hole in the seat.  It was then I realized that the elephant wasn’t trying to bite me, he just missed my company.  Since I wouldn’t sit on his back, he decided to sit on mine.  The elephant was not mean or malicious.  He only wanted to be noticed, but didn’t understand the power of his own presence.

I woke up reminded of a very good lesson:

If you don’t address the scary elephant in the room, you might just be crushed by it.