Dreaming the World

P1060959Yesterday, Boxing Day, brought gifts. In the afternoon a dear friend appeared on our doorstep with a generous quantity of freshly made biscotti. I have just finished one, with coffee; a lovely first course for breakfast.  The evening brought a cascade of hugs, e-mail, and affection from family and friends. Then, in the night, dream visitors came bearing love and magic, reminding me that even though I may feel alone, I always have company. I am tempted to write more, yet am acutely aware that the experience of visitation remains ineffable, impossible to speak.

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