My grandmother deciphered dreams, not intentionally as a profession, but a slight tradition of commonalities of spirit, heart and events.
I had a beautiful dream today. There I was in the comfort of my soul were I belonged.
I was in El Salvador and among the company of family and friends.
Music and faces unrecognizable but familiar.
The warmth of the Sun ever present for that brief instance in time and place I was home.
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