Its late at night on a Tuesday. Everyone has gone to sleep. Everyone, except me. The stars twinkle, the flowers have closed their blooms, no birds sing, even the ocean sounds quieter. And the crickets? I’m sure they are just talking in their sleep, aren’t you?
I check in with my belly…is she hungry? Well, always, but does she want to eat something? Nope. Ok. And so maybe my head does ache a little bit, but not enough to keep me this wide awake. So I decide to get up, to get my computer, and to write—you.
Did you know that I always dreamed of a life that would sweep me away with magic and mystery? The kind that would surprise me with nuggets of joy, with morsels of riches so beautiful my hand would often cover my mouth or touch my heart. I did. And did you know I dreamed of faces with soft eyes and warm hands, of gently spoken words and laughter that bubbled out like honey? And what about the dreams I had of foreign lands and intriguing scents, of sights that would make me blink….and blink….and blink again, unable to take in so much color and beauty all at once. Did you know about those? Oh, dear friend of mine, you see, I dreamed up stories and imagined feelings all my life. And then one day when I was older, I saw my guardian angel and asked her to help me even more…
To find joy in the little things
To invite peace into my heart.
To breathe my present moments into my soul
To taste the depths of love and
To ooze it out like scented air…
To travel this grand and beautiful world
Connecting with people
With faces very different than my own
And to open my heart up
For angels in my everyday to set up
Where they’d plant flowers
So tonight, when everyone has gone to sleep, I find comfort in writing you, in taking to you of my dreams. I know you are listening because I can feel your open heart. I know you care because I can sense your soul. And I now know why I couldn’t sleep. Because I needed comfort, needed kindness, needed you to help me see that where I am going is a path well lit, a path that is in alignment with all that I have ever dreamt, my entire life.
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What did you dream of when you were young? What made your eyes sparkle and your belly do a happy little twist? If it’s hard to remember, breathe in your wish to see, and breathe out those ornery fears…as you drive, as you shower, as you wash dishes or do mindless work. Occupy the left side of your brain to let the right side bring you back….to those sacred moments when you dreamed your future alive. What did you imagine for yourself? What made you smile when you did? Feel those dreams, wont you now? And then begin --with me, tonight, today-- to inch a little bit toward them, no matter how hard it may seem. Fly with me, let your dreams come alive again, let your life begin anew….