Spiritually Speaking

From an email I got today: “Diana, let’s play.”

Okay. I’m game.

I must have seen references to that word, “play” at least ten times today. And they all were about enjoying life. Yeah. It’s got to be a sign.

Monkeys love to play a lot. I saw a movie the other day with Brad Pitt. Something about 12 Monkeys. And time travel. One of my favorite subjects, even though I’m a skeptic about it. I’ve been seeing and hearing references to monkeys a lot lately, too.

It’s driving me bananas.

Well, not literally. I didn’t see any butterflies in my dream, but, I think I was talking about the book I’m writing which does talk about them.

I don’t remember much about the dream but I remember that it was winter and I lived in the old neighborhood where two people were killed within two weeks of each other (which is the reason I left).

I also remember being dropped off at a corner near that neighborhood.

When I moved out almost three years ago it was also wintertime.

When I woke up, I was thinking about me giving copies of the book to people I know. Like my sister for instance. And a woman I told years ago that I was going to write a children’s book about butterflies and then dedicate it to her as well as my son and his girlfriend.