#dream-world

[awkwardpaws303]

Dreams of Gabilab - Party in the Woodland Park (7/27/22) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1252225583-dreams-of-gabilab-party-in-the-woodland-park-7-27?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=AwkwardPaws1031&wp_originator=tN7kRcLmlhED4frlti8wcOG9kQCDz70nmFEF62S2KhiRraTD39uyejXz45U0%2FRvXFiouKBIw0LocD1ULvL5Tpf6Q6TALdEPfWrHD4Uf64GMiPAw%2BO55PKm5LLrNIub6U 

 Okay, so, this is basically a collection of some of my dreams, and some of them are interesting enough that maybe other people would like to read! Plus, this could help me keep track of what I dreamt and when I dreamt it. 

(I would be very appreciative if some of you would read this! I worked pretty hard on this and am quite proud of it! But, y’know, it’s all up to you lol)

[iamaflito]

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Grounded

Its our natural state to go to ground at this time of year; a bit like the glorious red maple leaves which, in my garden, are being mulched by rain and heavy dew to become next year's earthy sustenance wherever they fall. We go to ground not to vacate ourselves or deplete but to go into our most authentic selves more deeply, refinding the soulful aspect that brighter days tend to chase away with their spotlight and busy-ness. No wonder this time of the year is known as All Souls; for its not just the souls of the dead but all of our spirits that shake off flesh and bone and take off to fly free in all the hours of dreaming and slowing down as days become dark and cold. This hibernation is more akin to the seed that is fuelling itself with new imaginings of what it wants to be next year; the metamorphosis that looks like dying but which is really all about creativity and aspiration.

Its our natural state to go to ground at this time of year; a bit like the glorious red maple leaves which, in my garden, are being mulched by rain and heavy dew to become next year’s earthy sustenance wherever they fall. We go to ground not to vacate ourselves or deplete but to go into our most authentic selves more deeply, refinding the soulful aspect that brighter days tend to chase away with…

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