A Blossoming Spirit

I had a dream recently . Dreams follow me wherever I go especially when I move places.

What I saw was one of the strangest one on the surface.

“I wake up one morning to find that there is a hole in my wrist. It was not bleeding nor was it painful. And turns out there is something hidden beneath. It looked like a coin, rusted and brown in color. I uncover that what I was holding was probably from the ancient times. What I could not understand was the reason behind what I was experiencing.

My first question to myself was – how did this get there. Who placed it? Is there a story that only my ancestors know about? I wanted an answer. I wanted to know the full story. But alas, like most of the dreams , I ended up waking up right when I was close to finding it.”

When I woke up, I felt like the shepherd from the Alchemist – standing at the edge of a mystery. A book I read years ago when I started my self discovery path.

Maybe the hole was not a void, but a doorway to something deeper than I can imagine. Something that invites me to follow the path with curiosity, not panic.

Becoming a little wiser with each step I take. And maybe, one day, I will find the answer when I am least expecting it.

Some mysteries aren’t meant to be solved! Just followed. 🌙✨