Last night my wife was listening to an audio book about Edgar Cayce and his visitation by an Angel. I thought to myself how cool it would be to be visited in person by an Angel and fell asleep listening to the book. I had the most amazing dream. I dreamt that I was walking up a city street when the man in front of me got shit on by a pigeon. In my dream I could not help but start laughing, and he turned around and started laughing with me. When I looked at him and into his eyes he was amazingly beautiful. The love he emanated was amazing. He was an angel.

We continued walking up the street together and as we talked, he was the funniest man. He had me cracking up. He showed me the simplest things in the city, and just how beautiful every single little thing in this world is, no matter how minuscule or seemingly insignificant.

He told me a lot of things about life and living, non of which I remember now that I am awake, but in my dream, I knew the information was meant for my subconscious. It was a really amazing dream and I woke up so happy and rested.

I may never dream about him again, but it was so cool to meet the man of my dreams.

 

Written by Basil Rene

I maintain two separate blogs. One is LifeAsAnAnomaly.com where I discuss my life with sarcoidosis and the other is AChefTalksFood.blog, where as the name implies, I talk about food.

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