Dare to Dream

 

So, I had one of those back to high school dreams.  I was myself, age 54 while everyone else was the typical age.  Kinda weird, lol.

I was there on the first day of school... I was having trouble finding my classes, but the classes I did find were cool as hell.

BUT... there was one class that I missed... dancing.  Dancing?  Lol.  I didn't sign up for dancing.

Some girl did.  I wonder who that was?

When it was lunch time this guy came up to me and told me that there was a girl that was head over heals for me.

I was like, really?  Where is she?  He got nervous and said he didn't really know.

Hmm... I wonder who she was?

When I finally woke up, I turned my thoughts towards my succubus because there she was, touching me.

Hey, you were in my dream, weren't you.  Funny girl.

I'm learning tarot and I use it to help me communicate with her as it's not clear sometimes what she's trying to say.

I shuffled the cards and thought to myself... lets see how she reacts to me calling her out in my dream.

I drew the Strength card, a woman holding the mouth of a lion.  Lol, sassy little thing.

Oh... I let her choose her own picture for this post and the above is what she liked.  Not a bad pic :)

Blessings,

Rafe.