Last night, in my dreams, I found myself talking to a friend. I don't remember all the specifics but I know he gave me some advice and showed me he was feeling better. He showed me how all the pain in his leg was gone and he could walk; he even had a bounce to his step. We celebrated.
In the dream there was so much I wanted to talk to him about and to go do but all he wanted was for me to read him a bedtime story. He pulled out an old book that looked like it had been well loved from his childhood and I began reading. It had to do with a wheel that kept turning.
I awoke from my dream to my daughter having a nightmare. I ran in to comfort her and it was not until I had calmed her and gone back to bed that I realized the power of the dream. As I lay there I thought about calling in the morning to tell him about the dream and I realized I could not. The friend of my dream is the one a wrote about a month ago that had passed away suddenly.
As I realized this, the meaning of the dream became so much more obvious and significant. He was telling me he was alright. His pain is gone and he is resting to his favorite book. While I miss him so very much, it was good to see him and know he is okay.
I'm grateful for dreams. I'm grateful for the beautiful communication and comfort that come in these kind of dreams. I'm grateful for the messages of other dreams that help me process. I'm grateful to be able to comfort my daughter from her nightmare. I'm grateful for the love I feel in my heart. And I'm grateful to see my friend again.
What have your dreams been about lately? Is there a message you have received or a question you are seeking the answer to this week? Perhaps you could try asking, or thinking on the subject as you head to bed tonight.
May our dreams bring us comfort. May we know that our loved ones are watched over both here and in the afterlife. Have a beautiful day!
In the dream there was so much I wanted to talk to him about and to go do but all he wanted was for me to read him a bedtime story. He pulled out an old book that looked like it had been well loved from his childhood and I began reading. It had to do with a wheel that kept turning.
I awoke from my dream to my daughter having a nightmare. I ran in to comfort her and it was not until I had calmed her and gone back to bed that I realized the power of the dream. As I lay there I thought about calling in the morning to tell him about the dream and I realized I could not. The friend of my dream is the one a wrote about a month ago that had passed away suddenly.
As I realized this, the meaning of the dream became so much more obvious and significant. He was telling me he was alright. His pain is gone and he is resting to his favorite book. While I miss him so very much, it was good to see him and know he is okay.
I'm grateful for dreams. I'm grateful for the beautiful communication and comfort that come in these kind of dreams. I'm grateful for the messages of other dreams that help me process. I'm grateful to be able to comfort my daughter from her nightmare. I'm grateful for the love I feel in my heart. And I'm grateful to see my friend again.
What have your dreams been about lately? Is there a message you have received or a question you are seeking the answer to this week? Perhaps you could try asking, or thinking on the subject as you head to bed tonight.
May our dreams bring us comfort. May we know that our loved ones are watched over both here and in the afterlife. Have a beautiful day!
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