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Toronto, Ontario, Canada
A wandering spirit, a nomadic heart. I go where the wind takes me. With no place to call home, everywhere I go is home. Concrete and soil. Land and sea. Home is where the heart is. Right here in my chest.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

It's raining goldfish.

The days of this unusually warm Autumn are flying by quickly. My time in Toronto is almost up (for this chapter, at least). Booked my flight back home to Vancouver Island. My flight for Campbell River leaves Christmas Day. I find the idea of flying on Christmas day kinda of romantic. But really I just chose that day because it was the cheapest!

Big, overdue changes are happening. Inside and out. Earlier this week I dreamt it was raining goldfish. Goldfish (a common symbol of luck)rained down and hung on the tree branches like raindrops. This is my subconscious letting me know that my mind is in a very good state and right on track!

In dreams, trees represent the basic structure of our inner lives. Rain stands for coming out of a dark period, emotional release/ the realization that we are now able to let go. It also stands for divine blessing and revelation. Dreaming of fish connects with the emotional side of ourselves and being able to respond instinctively without the need of analyzing, the collective unconscious, information becoming available to us as well as temporal and spiritual power.

I couldn't ask for a better dream than that.