you glide along the cement way beside me
pockmarked and dappled;
blade-tickled, you swim through the grass.
My undrawn twin,
are you a silent premonition of my spirit?
Or a memory of what will remain
when the stories etched into my skin
dissolve, fade, and disappear—
with my forgotten dreams?
In autumn when the days grow short and the shadows long, it’s the ideal time for dreaming! Explore your shadow side. What can you learn from the parts of you you prefer to keep hidden?
If you’d like to learn more about working with your dreams, contact me for a dream consultation.
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- Dreams Shadows (jeaunaelaure.wordpress.com)