GratitudeLog

Alina Abraham I am grateful I had a dream... that made me... think... with my heart (?)...
Here it goes:

it was in twilight when my son and I crossed a tennis court that was filled with sand. A sort of a 'gingerman' brownish shadow was kind of attracting my attention. 'what's that?' my son asked. We were cueing on a line entering 'the cantine', and holding glasses filled with light green spinach... I ansered my son, as we moved up in the cue:
That's the shadow of the one in the moon that just passed away. It is not yet our turn, but we have to train. It is not without danger, but going up there in the Cosmos is a priviledge. "And what do we do up there?" my son, in my dream, asked. "We go up there to... t h i n k . The cosmos expands with out thoughts... but, the danger is that.... if we think too much..... we might never return... "

So, my dear friends, apart from the images just described, I understand nothing - except that probably, my mind tries to solve the mysteries of the universe while by body rests.

- would there be other interpretations -