I dreamt of a fox last night. Just before envisioning this fox outside my living room window I had lain with my lover of whom has no recognizable face, but his body was real enough. His hands assured and desirous as it caressed mine. Completely satiated I lay there replete and turned my head a fraction at movement caught with the corner of my…

Oh Brother where art thou…

Almost all of my dreams lately either showcase my brother or gives him a guest appearance. He is always there; either waiting for me to see him or “just there.” I’ve often asked my Higher Self what it means to constantly see my brother in my dreams and I always get the same erie…

Finding Silence

While taking a nap a week ago I had a minor vision of a horse. It was just a shadow of his head, barely there and all black. A black horse. It almost felt like it peeked out at me while I was floating within the easy recesses of my half awake/half slumbering mind. I haven’t thought about that vision…