My dreams have been strong, full of imagery/feeling, of late. I've been humbled, disturbed, awed, perplexed. I've had some difficulty coming out of them recently, carrying the images like a mind-veneer throughout my day.
But then something changed. I'm trying to understand what/how. I had the classic dream where I'm going to see Tool live and the anticipation builds to nearly unbearable, then just before they go on stage, I wake up. But then a few nights after, I actually dreamed about Maynard. I saw his face, spoke with him, connected, felt heard and understood. I've always associated these dreams with re-discovering my creative center. It's a warm, holding, love-filled feeling. Then, just last night, I had a dream image that I'm assuming carries the same message from my subconscious: I met with Alex and Allison Grey last night. By whatever fortune, they were in my home and I was unflappable. We spoke at length in a very natural way, such that I felt heard/understood/held. His energy was mortal, yet god-like and though I don't remember conversation or context, i felt blessed by the auspiciousness of the contact, as if we had been destined to meet one another.
Held by Maynard, Understood by the Greys...