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About three years ago I started getting a single word when I got up to meditate and I would get a postable poem or thought containing that word. It seemed to dry up as covid and other things swept through. I still recieved pages of stuff to write down, but it was more for my personal growth and not that easy to convert to a post. I still got/get things to post, but it was not quite the same.
Before I went to sleep I asked Whomever or Whatever if I could reaccess this ability or if it was just a passing growing spurt.
…A short, almost a snapshot dream…
I am in a gymnasium and I see an older man standing at one end of the gym. I see myself as a nine or ten year old boy with a long, blue, string tied bag. I am a batboy/ waterboy figure and I have to run over to this older gentleman to get the bag filled up with stuff to take out to the players between each play.
I immediately recognized the older man as Wayne Dyer.
His book Power of Intention was very instrumental in my spiritual life.
I got two postable thoughts that next morning. I took it as a yes.
When I first started posting these thoughts I use to refer to them as a smooth stone one could carry in a pocket. I have a small, blue, string tied bag with a few of my favorite stones in it that I always carry in my pocket.
Love the simplicity of the language of dream symbolism.
We are unconditionally loved always.