I love my bed. So many pillows. So many blankets and quilts. An enormous stuffed dog. A real living cat friend.
The best place to be.
I could dream my whole life away in this mess of comfort and warmth.
Sometimes I become concerned that I am too excessive in my indulgence of daydreaming.
I've daydreamed quite a lot my whole life but maybe the most during my adult life.
My career nearly encourages it.
I spend hours and hours in a soft, hazily lit room. More often than not, in almost complete silence.
Most of what I do doesn't demand much mental focus or concentration. I do what I feel, let the spirit be my guide.
I had a client today tell me that daydreaming is a very powerful creative activity and she tries to set aside a piece of time for it weekly.
New Goal: use my endless daydreaming opportunities more for meditative connecting time with my Father in Heaven. In other words, pray always.
