Each morning when I wake, I write down my dream(s). I don’t always remember them but there is always a feeling from them. I try to understand them as best I can but with all I’ve read about dreams it can be a challenge. Some dream in black and white, some in color. I’ve also read that our spirits may journey to other dimensions when we sleep. I have noticed a pattern of recurring dreams. While they are vivid when having them my memory of them gets a little blurry except for the feeling. In my recurring dreams the scenario is consistent. I am always trying to get somewhere. I don’t know exactly where but I am on the move. Sometimes alone but mostly with others. I move through cities and towns and even a place that resembles a mall. While I don’t have the answer yet, I believe there is more in the journey itself than in the destination. Each night as I put myself in an alpha state to sleep I look for the chance to go back and discover my connection to the journey, whether it is a from a memory of the past, present or future, or another dimension in the universe.