"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible."
Tonight we are resting. There are some evenings that call us to retreat a while into the haven we've created, rest from the world amidst our icons, art, and home comforts. I think everyone is called, some evening or another to these retreats. They are the times that prepare us to venture out again into the world - refreshed by the beauty and love that belong in a special way to our homes.
Our apartment is excellent for dreaming. In the daytime I dream in bright yellow, blue, green and red, with sunlight and sandlewood in the air. At night the shadows and the smell of hot food turn my dreams warm and sleepy, or else silvery-grey and restless; on those nights I wander the rooms, throw, and watch the sky. A beautiful home is a blessing in that it enables us to dream awake as well as asleep.