The next day, I went to my locker to find that I got demoted from my position. I was now in charge of making sure there were fans positioned and located where they needed to be.....locker rooms, break rooms...etc. (yeah, crazy!) So off I went with my fan buggy (it looked like one of those giant shopping carts from Sam's) making sure everyone was being fanned who needed fanned. I was stopped by another colleague and she stated how lucky I was because she worked for a year and a half doing odd jobs like this for the company until she was promoted to the same position as my old job. So a few days go by and I get the feeling I'm being tested. So when I sign into work the next day, (mind you the signing in process was a retina scan, fumigation, and bodily organ testing all done from inside a small locker) I am told that if I want my old job back that I'll have to do a written test.
I report to the specified space for the test. I watch from below as people are being brought up on small platforms to this high space. Very official looking. I instantly remember that I'm afraid of heights. I feel very vulnerable and nervous. So up I go. There is another girl with me taking the test. We take our seats that are on something like a barstool. Over comes one of the test-giver helpers with something in both her hands. She opens her hands and asks me which pen or pencil would I like to take the test with. I answer that turquoise pencil there. She shoots me a horrified look and I realize she thinks I answered wrong. She then lays all the pens/pencils down again and she says, Now which one would you like to take the test with. Again I answer the turquoise pencil. She says "fine!" I shoot her a puzzled look and back to the test giver. As she was walking away she says "well that wasn't what you had in your locker". I am instantly aware that I am being tested in more ways than one. I started off the test by answering wrong. Or in their opinion wrong.
We start taking the test and when I sit down at my desk, I see this teeny tiny pencil that is graphite on one end and a light yellow colored pencil on the other....a dual ended teeny pencil. (great! no eraser like I thought I was going to get!) "Mind games" I think to myself. So the questions begin and all I can remember are very SAT types of questions and questions about the company that I probably answer wrong.
the tiny pencil.... :-)
But the last question was "what is clarity?" Instantly I know how they are wanting me to answer. I am suddenly sure that I will answer this very important question differently than they are wanting me too. This company tried to control me. There were "right" things and "wrong" things. And things "you really shouldn't do". Up yours, company X!! So I began to write with my tiny pencil what Clarity means to me.....
As I wrote, I began writing with such power and fervor....the paint on the test board started to come off (...testing boards...not paper...lol!)
I wrote "Clarity is when you become aware on a level that everything comes to you in an instant. Time is suddenly non-existent. Because Clarity doesn't exist in realms of time or space. Clarity can only be achieved through stillness and is a gift from the Divine"
As I was finishing up and putting the period on my sentence I woke up. I am sure I failed that test with that company. But I passed on so many other levels. The most important One.
I am so laughing at how vivid and real the dream was. I hope you enjoyed this peek into my subconscious .... :-D