Before bed I hope for a dream. Guidance. Ask the unconscious for help. Oh, the unconscious is "out", right? Not in fashion. Well, except, the CBT thing is being called into question. Thinking positive might be a bandaid for some people. Some people might need and be willing to do deeper work.

I am in a forest. Beautiful and wet, with bright green moss. The damp northwest, when the sun comes out in the winter, it is magic. I am standing by a tree. There is a chunk of gold sitting on the moss, about the size of a loaf of bread. It is my gold. I wake up.

Twice more I dream, about giving treasure away.

It's not about the prizes, my mother would be delighted that I am sending them. Or is delighted, where ever she resides.

It's about a guy....