Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Dreamin' of soft white billowy clouds floating in a sky of azure blue as I'm running through a field of fresh cut grass barefoot (with no bees to step on) toting my high flying kite behind me. The sun is warm on my face and my hair is gently blowing in the wind, I can see butterflies and beautiful birds, the sound of their chirping is melodious as they sing their songs. As I'm running, I stumble and fall into a beautiful field of wildflowers whose fragrances are so intermingled with each others that only an aroma of heaven could be similar. As I become engrosed in the flowers, I'm no longer interested in my kite, and I simply let it go, up, up, up it goes until it is out of sight. Suddenly, I feel someone cuddle up next to me, as I look over, I find that it is my beloved. The prince I've waited for all my life and he is here, right now, holding me and gently carresing me and telling me how much he loves me.....
It's simply a beautiful dream and soon I'll wake up and find myself back at work at 3:00 p.m. on Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving day, and now I know I can be grateful for the ability to dream.