I got to rely on my brain and trust that I knew the steps to hook myself up and rappel down a large. The whole time my dad was right there following my direction and trusting me with full faith as we prepared to leap. Every time I would question the safety or if I remembered every step he would remind me to trust myself as much as he does.
The second dream was about this amazing science fiction book series. I showed my friends a few clips of the movie but told them it was no where near as in depth as the three books the movie was based. I told them about scenes and the interwoven connections of the people in the story. I woke up wanting to read the books again, trying to remember if my husband had read the books yet when full consciousness returned and I realized I had never read nor heard of these books.
My imagination has been sparked as it often is by dreams. I have a whole notebook of dreams I wish to make into books someday and this series is probably top of that list since I saw the whole outline. And yet that is usually where it stays, imagination contained in a notebook.
I will write my notes today and I vow to continue to imagine on it. I will create something from this incredible dream.
I'm grateful for my imagination and the beauty of dreamland. I'm grateful for the powerful messages in my dreams last night. I'm grateful for the time with my dad even if it was in a different realm. I'm grateful to be inspired, once again, to write. I'm grateful for it being paired with the reminder to believe in myself. And I'm grateful for the fascinating storyline.
Where does your imagination take you? What can you create with your inspiration today?
May today help us to explore our imagination. May we celebrate the beauty of the mind. Have a beautiful day!