Re: My dream diary
Alright, Dorothy! You've got the Emerald City on one side and the Yellow Brick Road(s) on the other. Your Mother drops you off on a pier (presumably on the road side). Oh, as usual the water will represent the middle (astral, inner self), the interface between your and your future. The tornado has swept you away, now your cousin and you do not share the same space - you have differentiated yourself from the mundane into the magical. But your Fairy Godmother is in the kitchen cooking up something magical for you journey.
That's pretty wild :MrGreen:
Matter is only mind in an opaque condition; and all beauty is but a symbol of spirit.
- E Hubbard
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