I dreamed of a garden with hidden treasures…huge stones and shells tucked behind plants … remnants of travels across the globe… long abandoned and forgotten by the owner … a woman who had worked with wild animals and at fine museums… artifacts were gathered from earth and sea adventures and somehow brought home despite their massive size … only later she left the loves for reasons unknown.
Oh how I excavated those treasures all night long and upon awakening wrote pages about their stories. This will resonate for a while.
Grateful for sleep time signs. Do you remember the stories your sleep shared last night? Want to share?
May they resonate with healing and goodness.
Here to help you interpret dreams and the signs that life is always sharing. Here to hear you and to help you hear yourself.
