Beautiful Dreams

Sometimes I have dreams that feel like a gift.

Last night I was in a beautiful landscape, and my spirit soaked it up like rain water. I remember simply watching the clouds, feeling the wind in my hair, thinking, I’m gathering jewels in my soul because it was all so beautiful. I thought of the Goddess as I fell asleep, and maybe she brought me a moment of magic, of beauty. 

The dream world tends to be even more vibrant and colorful than this one, those moments when it shows up crystal clear. 

And then I woke up and heard the morning birds, the ones calling out the time before sunrise. The world was a soft, dark blue and they must be different birds than the ones singing during the day because they sound different, mystical, magical. I listened for a while and then got up, crawled into bed, because I had fallen asleep on the couch. I’ve been sick with a stomach virus, but I feel a bit better today, on the inside as well. Maybe my dreams revived me a little. I feel I can write again. 

I stood by the window, in my chilled, almost frozen bedroom, and watched the moon. A winter cold moon I thought, even though it’s spring. It was round and full and the world had fallen silent around it. 

I feel I live for drops of beauty in my life, moments I can tuck away somewhere inside of me. And they are everywhere, especially in spring when the world is ready to burst forth with color, and yet is taking its time doing it. In a way, I’m glad because then there is time to watch it happen. Yesterday my husband and I drove to look for something he lost while stopping along the road a few days ago. We ended up wading through a hill full of windflower, which made me want to lie down among them and feel their voices. We didn’t find what we came for, but we got to be in an ocean of white for a while. 

I also wanted to share some videos with you. There’s a series of them, where myself and others are talking about astral projection, dreams etc. You can also see my husband there, a guy with dark curly hair and a friendly face. I feel a bit shy sharing, just because it’s hard to see myself on video, but maybe you’d like to watch them. 

6 Comments on Beautiful Dreams

  1. Jodi Sky
    April 25, 2016 at 2:30 pm (3 years ago)

    Really lovely post Anne. I love what you said about living for drops of beauty and the hill of flowers that you described too. So nice that your beautiful dream revived you in a way. I haven’t remembered any dreams in a while. Perhaps I’ll set the intention to invite something beautiful into my experience this evening.
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    • Anne Linn
      April 26, 2016 at 7:36 am (3 years ago)

      Thanks Jodi. Hope you’re having lovely dreams as well.

  2. sarah
    April 25, 2016 at 7:54 pm (3 years ago)

    I’m sorry you have been sick, I’ve been thinking of you and wondering how you were. This is a beautiful post, so gentle and lovely. I shall watch the videos this afternoon when I have some time, they sound interesting.
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    • Anne Linn
      April 26, 2016 at 7:38 am (3 years ago)

      Thanks sarah. Been thinking of you too 🙂

  3. Lucia
    April 26, 2016 at 8:16 am (3 years ago)

    Thank you for sharing Anne, sounds like you’ve got some good portion of beauty to “eat”! 🙂

    • Anne Linn
      April 26, 2016 at 8:44 am (3 years ago)

      Yes. I was rather amazed how different I felt the next day, simply because I had soaked up beauty in a dream.


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