I find myself dreaming more as I progress in my recovery. Feel like the dreaming is just the warmest feeling, and is such a beautiful thing. My favourite dreams are free from the inner critic and outer critic, and often directly defy their messages.
I dream about having a garden, and growing rose and flowers.
I dream about being old and having grandchildren.
I dream about having a child one day.
I dream about owning a house.
I dream about working in a supportive job doing something I love.
I am so happy for you. Dreams of the good stuff we never knew in our lives are treasures and gifts from our true self.
Sounds lovely Sasha :thumbup: