Connecting With Your Souls Dream

Connecting With Your Souls Dream

Contributed by Carrie Bowell

On a misty morning, as steam rolls out of my cup,  
a quiet peace fills the vacant space. 
A warm breeze welcomes me —  
gently carrying away what I no longer need.

The buzzing of a bee,  
the flap of a magpie’s wings, 
and a wish to sink deeper into a dream.

With intention threaded through a greater tapestry,  
life begins to stir — alive with vision. 

Call it magic.  
Call it destiny.  
Or the patience of walking a steady track. 
 
The trees whisper softly: 
It’s a mixture —  
mystical, and real. 
 
The dedication to staying true. 
The whole circle, coiling into one loop.  
And the reflection in my cup —  
as the breeze scoops the steam — 
is a familiar face,  
connecting a soul with its dream.