Crazy night of dreams! I won’t go into all of them, way too many. But I want to share one. We were in an apartment. I was on the patio feeding a dog, and I could hear music coming from inside. Loud music. Wolfgang was sleeping on the couch and there were other people moving about. The music I figured out was coming from the kitchen. Arthur was in there cooking. He loved to cook. I never saw him, I just knew he was there. I smiled in my dream and went back to the patio. Then I heard Wolfgang call to Artie and ask him to turn the music down a bit. Just like old times. 😊 Good reminder that when our loved ones return to Spirit, they are still with us, even when we can’t see them!
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