Huge Waves of Change

It is funny how something that scared the *beauty* out of me for years is now the source of such excitement. For years I have been pounded by enormous waves in my dreams. Last night after speaking to a friend I went to bed and drifted off peacefully. The wave was back! This time I was not being pummeled, but rather I was riding it. As the wave carried the passengers I remember looking down to the calm blue sea. As my gaze turned forward the wave was quickly approaching a luxury liner. The wave closed out onto the deck of crue and passengers. I was under the water, not very deep. I was not in a panic at all. Then I saw a smile and a hand reach down and pull me to the surface. I imagine that first breath of air to be much like that of a new born. I gathered a few basic articles of clothing and went on my way. I pray that all of you are getting a well deserved reprieve from those troubling dreams. Love, Artista