The Land of Dreaming

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Friday, January 19, 2007
Location: Piikani Reservation, Alberta

Last night I dreamt I had a young horse. All of a sudden, I decided we should go to Disneyland. Zzzz, and we were there. It wasn’t Disneyland per se, no giant mouse, no castle, no fairytale America, but instead, it was simply the land where dreams come true.

Or maybe it was trying to tell me. It's in the land, where dreams come true.

In past blogs, I’ve written about how we are all co-creators of our reality, and when we offer solid intention, we can manifest our reality. Over the course of my life, I’ve learned the act of creating often takes time, but if you believe and persist, you soon do find yourself in a land where dreams come true.

I tell you this because, a long time ago, I asked to be here.

... now, if I could only get comfortable with this reoccurring sense of deja vu.

peace,
d


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