Dream

Waking early this morning, I decided to sleep a little longer, while being open to new thoughts, etc. This was my dream: Travelling in London and meeting someone I know through TSK (but have never met in England). My black cell phone had been stolen and replaced with a white one. Simultaneously with reminding myself to be more careful, I left the new phone and my wallet on a table in a crowded concourse. As I returned to retrieve them (they were both still there), the wallet spontaneously took flight and whooshed towards me. I stretched out my arm and the wallet attached itself to my flat palm with a ‘thwack’ – like a magnet. I recognised while I was still dreaming that a) this was a most unusual occurrence and b) no-one in the concourse had noticed: it was quite literally something that had only occurred in my reality.

Caroline