Sunday morning just before waking, I had a dream where I stood before a door that filled me with fear. I started to walk away but soon realized that the door would still be there, what lied beyond growing more ferocious with each passing moment. So, I charged in ready to confront whatever awaited me. Inside the light was soft. On the wall in front of me were a myriad of butterflies of all colors and sizes. The sight of it was wondrous and beautiful.
I’ve been reflecting on the dream. There is a saying: “Everything you ever wanted is sitting on the other side of fear.”
Cyn B 