When I was a child, I used to have this reoccurring dream about myself flying in this beautiful, very green garden of some sort with someone I’d never met in awakened life. I can’t tell you if they were a boy or a girl, but they held my hand whenever I had this dream, to ensure I wouldn’t fall into the river below where sometimes, crocodiles were swimming in the clearest of waters.
When I was growing up and my friends and I would find ourselves experiencing something a little strange, they were all quick to say “it’s a sign” and I took on that little phrase without a clue about what that actually meant.
In the past, like many people, approaching the New Year meant setting resolutions. I’ve gotten over the hype around that since I don’t do too well with sticking to long-term goals but, I’ve noticed how very few people throw their spirituality into their various resolution lists.