This morning in my dream, I was busy planting. The ingesting thing was what I was planting. I was not planting seeds. Instead, I was planting young trees. The young trees were the height of my waist line. If the tree was a human, it was like the age of 5; kindergartener’s age. I was in the middle of the huge field.
Back of me, there were countless of young trees that I planted. They were healthy and growing day by day.
Before me, there was a huge empty field. The dirt was healthy. The dirt was brown. It had just right amount of moistened water.
Right before I left from my dream state, I asked my family spirits the message. It was like this.
“Don’t worry about the past. Don’t worry about the future. I am just right as I am. Trust what I had planted. Trust what I am going to plant. All is good.”
Then my conscious came back to my physical body.
I still vividly remember the color of green in young trees back of me and the color of brown in the fresh dirt before me. I still have the touch feeling of their softness and freshness in my both palms.
It was a lovely and refreshing dream.
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