I often wonder what my dreams mean–not that I usually remember them at all. When I do, I figure it must mean something. I’ve often puzzled over a dream I used to have about Sadie, my late and very beloved beagle–she was driving away in a beige Ford Fairlane, braking for a stop sign, while I pursued on foot, yelling for her to come back. Instead, she signalled a left turn and pulled on out into light traffic. 🙂 She was quite a good driver, for a dog. I was afraid, for a while, that the dream was a premonition of her imminent departure, but in actuality, she lived for a long time afterward.
Then there was the one about the three level mansion. It was HUGE, and the first two floors were lovely. The third, however, was always off-limits, somehow dangerous. Yet I knew it was beautifully furnished and wanted to use the space. I had the dream several times before I took a friend’s advice and asked my guardian angel to accompany me there if the dream came again. Sure enough, it did, and I climbed the stairs to the mysterious floor, where there was, among other things, a magnificent grand piano. The space did feel a little creepy at first, but, after that, everything was okay.
Venturing a guess, I’d say that scary third floor symbolized an unconscious fear of going to a new level in some area of my life, but who knows?
Have a lovely weekend, my friends. Smile at someone. Relax with a good book.
That’s what I intend to do.
About Linda
The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.
Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.
