Last night I sat and drank a cup of tea from my favourite mug, as is my habit of an evening. Then I went to bed. It took a while to fall asleep but when I did, I dreamt the most beautiful and pure dream I’ve dreamt in a long time.
I was walking along Bel Royal beach back home, barefoot and hand in hand with an angel. The angel had the face of someone I respect deeply, her wings surrounded us and I felt safe and warm and comforted. When I woke I put on the next episode of Supernatural (I am finally watching the show and want to watch it all before I watch the Amanda Tapping episodes), it was an episode about angels. I got to work and a colleague was singing a song that reminds me of the person whose form the angel in my dream took. Later today a colleague brought her baby daughter into the office, a beautiful little girl who shares a name in common with the person I respect.
I feel like all these signs are being thrown my way and I’m not sure why, but I do know that it will become clear eventually. It’s just bizarre that this time, it is so crystal clear that they are there, but I have no clue what they mean.