February22014
I had a dream last night…about this man… I guess I should start by saying that I have a completely irrational and irrecoverable love for him — a love based entirely on the way his voice soothes my aching soul, and one brief meeting after a show his band played. Both of my friends walked right up and hugged him, while I froze like a cowardly statue and watched… In my dream, we were just sitting side by side in a booth at some kind of hole-in-the-wall cafe. He had one arm behind me, hand curled around my waist. I had one arm crossed against my stomach, fingers interlacing with his where our hands met at my hip. He placed his other hand on my thigh, kissed me softly on the cheek, leaned his head against my shoulder and whispered, “Everything is gonna be okay.” In that moment, in my dream, I believed him…  I can’t help but wonder if the spirits-that-be knew I needed this message, and that I would only hear it — and believe it — from someone like him. On a day so surrounded by Magick, like Candelmas (or Imbolc), I like to believe that Gaia connects more personally with her “energy-sensitive” children like me. Perhaps She sent Morpheus to string these images together in my subconscious so that I could sleep and wake up in peace for once. Perhaps no such thing exists and it was just a random happy coincidence. Either way, thank the spirits, stars, heavens, whomever for this man and the comfort he brings in both dreams and reality. His energy warms my heart. His aura brings light to my darkness.

I had a dream last night…about this man… I guess I should start by saying that I have a completely irrational and irrecoverable love for him — a love based entirely on the way his voice soothes my aching soul, and one brief meeting after a show his band played. Both of my friends walked right up and hugged him, while I froze like a cowardly statue and watched… In my dream, we were just sitting side by side in a booth at some kind of hole-in-the-wall cafe. He had one arm behind me, hand curled around my waist. I had one arm crossed against my stomach, fingers interlacing with his where our hands met at my hip. He placed his other hand on my thigh, kissed me softly on the cheek, leaned his head against my shoulder and whispered, “Everything is gonna be okay.” In that moment, in my dream, I believed him…  I can’t help but wonder if the spirits-that-be knew I needed this message, and that I would only hear it — and believe it — from someone like him. On a day so surrounded by Magick, like Candelmas (or Imbolc), I like to believe that Gaia connects more personally with her “energy-sensitive” children like me. Perhaps She sent Morpheus to string these images together in my subconscious so that I could sleep and wake up in peace for once. Perhaps no such thing exists and it was just a random happy coincidence. Either way, thank the spirits, stars, heavens, whomever for this man and the comfort he brings in both dreams and reality. His energy warms my heart. His aura brings light to my darkness.

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