I really don't think I've ever had such a vivid dream about Spring....everywhere I looked at LM's house there were bulbs popping their shoots out of the ground. There were even plants throughout his house, and, in his car, bursting their shoots through soil!
My analytical mind had me digging yesterday morning for the symbolism of the dream....foolish, huh? After all, we know there is no rhyme or reason in our dreams, but certainly after this winter we're having, the "Spring dream" seemed very grounded. I'm craving green, signs of new growth, and time in the garden to move the soil, and feel the warmth of the sun. The reality of hope regarding John's future also came forth as a possibility for the dream.
Meanwhile, back to reality, snow is falling outside my office window, and each day I take a little break to tend to my office "garden," consisting of an orchid, an African violet (very happy in its southern exposure window), a poinsettia, and two old peace lilies, still blooming on occasion.
The spirit is an amazing force.......wishing you all stirrings of spring if only in your hearts.