I have dreams. I’ve always had dreams that were intense and clearly not just dreams. For a few years after a car accident, I stopped dreaming completely at night. I’d only dream if I napped. That went on for quite some time until one day Odin arrived in a dream I still don’t completely remember, and I slowly started to ease into the idea of working with Him. I knew things would change.
I started dreaming again last summer, after the doctors got the pressure down in my skull. It started again almost immediately. Gods showing up and dropping breadcrumbs for me to follow. I travel to places over and over again, places with names like Chicago, Memphis, Omaha, and Colorado, but they aren’t those places at all. Sometimes I dream about places I’ve never been, and then later I find out they actually exist.
And then sometimes I experience…
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