I had a miraculous dream. I’m in our tini apartment where I grew up in LA and so much trauma happened around my Steph fathers abuse towards my mother. The point here is this. There is little boy #creating a whole painting from wall to wall. The painting is of a elder American Indian who is facing the audience playing a flute. There is huge dots of light around him like an aura of light. The boy is so alive and focus choosing the right hues of blue and yellows. He is playing an 80s or 90d song I super recognize. The painting,him and the presence of an older man in the room (who is definitely not my stepfather) feels clean,alive and safe. I even go out to the window and look for evidence to check how real this dream is. It is. Is my old neighborhood but is clean alive and it has just rained giving the whole scene a miraculous healing re-visit to the past. What makes this dream so special is the unstoppability and focus in this boy art along with this song that I know by heart. Could this awesome Northern California pines π² trees have something to do with?βΊοΈπ²πΎππ¦β―οΈβ₯οΈππ¦βοΈππππΌ
#cathedral #elders #naturestories #mountainadventures #belonging #nature #dreamwalking
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