“Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s questions.” ~ Edgar Cayce
I had the strangest dream last night.
A dream that seemed less like a dream and more like a garden party.
My grandfather was there, handsome and charming as ever. Dressed in his best summer nautical whites.
My grandfather passed away some years ago. I knew instinctively that all of the other people in the dream had also died. But there was no solemnity or sadness. We were celebrating something, waiting for an honored guest, and it was very social.
My grandfather introduced me to an older woman, and a girl in her early twenties perhaps.
We chatted for a moment, and then the happy young girl fixed her eyes on me in a way I could not ignore. She asked me to give her mother a message for me. She told me her mother’s name and where she was from.
And then she gave me the message, which was short but clear.
The message was in two parts. Both for her ‘mom’, but one private and one I could share.
Here’s the share message.
God is love, and love is everywhere.
So this morning I am looking for Dani’s mom. I hope I find her…