(Saturday, November 5, 2022)
This dream takes place in a green row of bluffs. The environment is completely native, but not “wild.” It is evening: peacefully beautiful, like rural England. I have often dreamed of this kind of place.
At the top of one gentle hill I stand next to illuminated beings dressed in royal robes whose colors are muted and patternless. Simple, flowing. Their clothing feels Edwardian, not Victorian.
A tall and elegant female guide tells me I will be granted a home and property here. They will build it for me. Very few humans are allowed to live in these elevated and fertile acres of heaven on earth. I am beyond grateful, and it is hard for me to believe that I am being presented with such a miracle.
What a beautiful dream. It makes me peaceful just reading it.