I was in the car with my girlfriend, parked on patchy grass in what appeared to be a backyard. On either side of us was a fence, corresponding to the yards on either side. For whatever reason, the yards were so close together that we were essentially sandwiched between the two fences. Because of this, I could only move the car forward or backward; no turns were possible.

I suddenly became aware of a wolf in front of the car. He was snarling viciously. His gaze pierced through my entire body and I began to overflow with fear.

In a ‘ready to pounce’ position, it was almost as if he were challenging me, just waiting for his moment to strike. Looking back, I don’t understand my motive for what happened next, but I began to rev my engine! He was snarling at me and I was firing back! Although I could’ve went in reverse, this possibility never occurred to me in my dream. As far as I was concerned, I had to go forward. And the craziest thing is, I had absolutely no fear of this wolf. In real life, maybe I would have, but in the dream, I was fearless.

I kept revving my engine while he kept inching forward, snarling louder and louder. But I was not shaken. In fact, if he wanted to challenge me, he was asking for trouble. My engine was at full rev, and I was propelling the car gradually toward him in short bursts. This was my way of saying, “It’s you who needs to be afraid of me, not the other way around!”. He was unrelenting in intimidation, but I was unrelenting in determination.

Seeing that he was not going to back down, and feeling that I had given him fair warning, I then did what I had to do. I released the clutch, and because my engine was already revving, launched straight toward him at full speed; fire in my eyes, certainty in my heart. Then I awoke.

This was an incredibly vivid dream, and I believe it holds within it a powerful lesson. We all have to go through trials occasionally, no matter how fearful we might be of them. No matter how much we’d prefer otherwise, sometimes our only option is to face our fears and move forward. And if this is indeed our only option, then we should go forward wholeheartedly with all the energy and life we can muster up!

The wolf just represented an obstacle, a fear, a challenge. I had no choice but to move forward. This left me with two options: I could have either slowly inched forward, in fear, or I could have charged full steam ahead, a juggernaut of confidence and power, and break through him like a hammer through a toothpick. I chose the latter.

Now I ask you, what wolves are you facing in your life? How are you going to move forward?