Annandale Dream Gazette
Poets' Blog of Dreams
Saturday, May 5, 2007
In the messed up dream I had this morning when I was sleeping in the hotel, clouds were changing colors in the sky like chakra lights in some spa treatment rooms. Pink to red to orange to yellow to green to blue to violet to pink. I was floating on a raft of some kind made from bamboo. And there were birds chirping, and there was the sound of quickly rushing water. I was mesmerized by the chakra clouds. I think I was still a child.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment