I spent the night with friends… more socially distanced than any pandemic ruling could possibly require…. and I’m tired. I didn’t sleep as much as I would have liked and spent a lot of the night tossing and turning. That is not as contradictory as it might seem, for it was when I did doze that I spent the time watching those I love wander across the screen of dreams. Though that is not quite a true depiction. I was in there with them.
I dream vividly and in colour and was surprised when I learned how many people don’t, though apparently with the demise of monochrome media that is changing dramatically. Which raises some interesting questions about how our minds and perceptions are, quite literally, coloured by our environment.
Be that as it may, my dreams have always been vividly and graphically coloured and I feel them as reality while I am dreaming… and honestly, there are some you really wish did not feel quite so real…
Last night, however, it was lovely to see and to hold those who are distant in time and space, to talk with them and smile with them, hear much-loved voices and share the small things of every day. Most I recognised, though there were others I knew that I have known and loved, although they are not part of this life’s story. Waking each time, as I wavered between the worlds, brought a sense of both warm gratitude for that touch of presence, and a hint of loss that it was not ‘real’.
Yet, it was real, on its own plane, and in that moment. It was only on waking that the change in my mode of perception traced that dividing line. It was real as I felt the touch of minds and hearts, the embrace and warmth of those long departed or far away. Dreaming opens the doors to meet across the miles, or to be once again with those who have departed this world to a place where we may meet in joy, just as we would have done in life. These are not old scenes replayed, but new interactions.
What does it matter if they are not ‘real’ if they touch the heart and call up the deepest emotions? If such a meeting still fills you with joy and gratitude when you have woken, and it is real enough to change your world and your day.
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
what a beautiful experience that fills your heart –
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It was indeed, Beth 🙂
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I too dream vividly and in color every night, Sue. And I often dream about people I’ve never met in this lifetime. It feels more like I’m traveling than dreaming. 🙂 Thank you for sharing such a beautiful experience!
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I doubt if the consciousness that we sail in dreams takesmuch notice of the borders of ‘this’ life…
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I feel like I’m right with you in your dream or having tea while you share your experiece with all of us. It’s so heartwarming Sue. Life is a beautiful reflection of our interconnectedness that transends space and time. Maybe I’ll see you in our dreams. ❤️
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I’ll always sit down to talk over a cuppa, Cindy. We are all very much connected and interdependent …and if we could realise and remember that as nations, rather than individuals, the world might be a happier place 😉 x
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Awww sweet Sue,
That’s just lovely, thank you and I so agree with you. It’s always so perplexing to me but then I remember “oh yeah, it’s earth, trials, tribulations etc and there have always been these issues.
But we stay hopeful and happy ourselves. xoxxoxo ❤️
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If it were supposed to be easy, there would probably be little point 😉 x
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True true! 🥰
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❤ ❤ and whatever the shorthand emoji is for 'hugs' – 😀
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I’ll take all the hugs I can get 🙂 ❤
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Beautiful!
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