I don’t always dream–at least dreams I remember vividly. I used to. My dreams were cinematic. Vivid. And I remembered them in great detail. Then things changed. I’m not sure why. I’m not sure how. But they did. I do admit that I miss the dreams.
Now, when they come, I’m always surprised. And I always pay attention. I mentioned yesterday and through the weekend that Iffy was running around with ideas for a new book. Which came from a dream. One I sort of remembered. And then the Universe dropped this into my lap.
Ask any question, Silver, just before you sleep, and it will be answered.
Actually, you can ask any question, any time you like, and you’ll be answered, but mornings your “hearing” is often best.
Yes, we can hear you now –
We get a lot done, Silver, in dreamland. Actually, we’re custom engineering your world right this very moment… with the “Hello Kitty” logo, right??
Uhm…no. No “Hello Kitty” in this house! But the rest of it? I have to go along with the Universe. A lot of times, when I’m stuck in a scene or I’ve painted myself into a plot corner, I’ll think about it as I drift off to sleep. And sometimes, I get lucky. In the morning, as I’m laying listening to the world come awake, I’ll hear the whispers relaying my answer.
What about y’all? Do you dream? Do you ask questions as you go to sleep and wake up with the answers?