- In the language of dreams, Spirit speaks the clearest. The universe beckons us on. -
I often dream in my sleep and I believe in the language of the midnight hours when the soul returns and taps briefly into the sum of all things, where the past, the now, and the future reside effortlessly and seamlessly, like one pool of water flowing into another, into another, into another - feeding each other through the expanse of space and time.
Sometimes my dreams are collaborations of my physical state, something I saw recently, or some issue that my subconscious is trying to solve. Other times I am visiting another with an important piece of sage advise. And yet, at other times it is I who is receiving a personal message from the Divine. This post is to share with you, what I believe, is one of the latter occurrences.
