Dreams float slowly into the morning breeze.
Swaying
b a c k
and f o r t h
Inviting us to remember.
So familiar
yet so otherly.
Inviting us to pause.
To find deeper meanings in who we are.
What if we choose to gently hold them?
We can allow our thoughts to meander
to past times and strange places.
To versions of ourselves
whether in self or other.
Why that, why then, why now ?
Dreams are the messengers, to guide us to equilibrium.
Dreams are our helpers to show us a deeper, truer path
of how to live in this world.
Meander in their breeze.
Notice how they feel.
Be curious about their messages.
And be grateful you remembered…
to remember.