A dream is just a dream, but wow!

I'm writing this entry mostly to just record this so I don't forget in the future. This one I want to remember. I probably won't do it justice because it will be hard to describe the emotions I was having in the dream which is really what made it so powerful.

As you know, I've been convinced by repetitive visits that Colton's spirit somehow has associated itself with dragonflies. I see them CONSTANTLY! They've even started making appearances when I'm with groups of people now too. I never believed in signs or much of that "woo-woo" stuff before, but this one was just too hard to ignore. Ever since, I've decided to try and keep an open mind and receive whatever little gifts come my way.

I've always feared that I would lose that connection with Colton as time goes by. The fear has lessened a bit but I think it will always be there to a degree. We are approaching the two-year mark since he passed away and I continue to learn and grow from his life and his death. He profoundly changed me and I believe that is one way to honor his spirit. To embrace those changes and become the person I know he was put here to allow me to be. But still, as the days tick by, I often find myself wondering if I will really "feel" his spirit around me. I get that a bit when I see the dragonflies, but that is more of a playful smile as they flit around.

Last night I went to bed just as I always do, fell asleep and at some point in the night found myself in the most wonderful dream. I've had many, many dreams, but rarely (if ever) do they come packed with such a strong level of emotion and certainty of what it was about. Usually you have to wake up to interpret what the dream meant. Not this one!

In the dream I was standing in the front yard of the house I grew up in (in rural Maryland). There was a big tree outside my bedroom window and I was standing barefoot in the grass under the tree. I remember in my dream, thinking about Colton and then as quickly as that thought came through my head, the wind came and gently picked me up into a horizontal position. Imagine a mosh pit where you feel hundreds of hands under you moving you along over the crowd. This is what it felt like, but in a very gentle way. There was also the feeling of a little hand holding mine walking along side me as the wind floated me toward the back yard. I looked over and there wasn't anyone standing there but I knew, without any uncertainty, it was Colton holding my hand. I can't explain it but I just knew it.

The wind carried me back to where we had our family garden and put me down into the grass next to the garden. I remember feeling the little hand let go, but I wasn't sad. I laid down in the grass next to the garden. In it, was a pile of leaves and garden debris. It began to move a little. I laid my head down in the grass to watch. From underneath the pile came a little baby bird. It just hopped out like it was just born and then flew away. I felt such joy and peace. I felt connected and I felt happy. There was no question in my mind and the powerful energy I felt that Colton had been with me and he had orchestrated that.

Reading it without experiencing it probably doesn't hold the same power, but for me, it did. And I was the one it was meant for. I guess that answers my question about feeling connected! Maybe I'm turning into one of those "woo-woo" people but I'll take it. Wow!