A good message will always find a messenger.
~ Amelia Barr
I am used to being the messenger – the one who brings insights and information to others via my readings, my writing or my teaching.
Yesterday, though, I was blessed to be the recipient of a message.
One of my Inner Circle members had a dream she shared with me, which made little sense to her, but that was in fact deeply meaningful and comforting to me after a period of recent loss.
That’s the thing about messages. Sometimes, when we’re the messenger, the thing we dream or bring through in our thoughts or readings, won’t make much sense to us. So, she shared the dream not realising it was a message.
My friend had a dream about a turtle who belonged to me, but who was prone to roaming. I left detailed instructions in case any of them ever found him. This turtle was found by my friend and the turtle had an unusual name. That name was in fact the name of a Buddhist monk who has now passed from this world, and who was once a teacher and mentor of mine.
Both his name and that he appeared as a turtle in the dream held deep meaning for me.
He once shared a story about a turtle, which had a profound impact on me.