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Dream Interpretation

I had such a vivid dream last night! So vivid that it stuck with me all day. I was in an old house with many rooms. I was standing near a table in one of the rooms when I saw something flutter down from the ceiling. It landed on the table behind my oldest daughter. I thought it was a moth and told her so. Then she turned and looked and it was a fluffy pastel yellow baby owl. My daughter said 'Get it mom!' I walked over, slid up the sleeve on my blue sweater (I don't own a blue sweater like that but I sure liked it! lol) I tapped my forearm and 'Come here baby' and it did. The fuzzy litle owl jumped up on my arm. I carried it into the kitchen where I cut up some food for it. Did I mention there was a momma own and a twin to this baby owl sitting back in the room waiting for me to bring food back to them as well. They were all soft yellow and white, but very definately owls.

I don't know much about dream interpreation, but I do find it fascinating. If you have any suggestions, please feel free to send them my way :) I would love to hear what any/all of you have to say. You can also email me privately if you'd like.

I know they say you don't dream in color, but I do. Most of my dreams are full of color. Is that odd? Thankfully, I very rarely dream. Well, I should say if I do dream, I don't remember it. I had such terrible nightmares as a child that I literally taught myself to control them and to not dream. Anyway, would love to hear what you think :)
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