Dreams are slippery things...

    Dreams are more than random fragments spun from your waking life. Pay them proper respect and they will reward you with a greater understanding of yourself and your world as you see it. 
     I began paying attention to my dreams about six years ago. I had been dreaming all my life, of course, but my dreams always seemed to fade from consciousness within an hour or so of waking (except for the occasional vivid or tiresomely repetitive dream). You know the ones.
     But something important happened to me six years ago. I began to pay attention, to listen, and to record my dreams. In the middle of an intense change in my waking life, my dreams became glittering jewels strung across my confusion, leading me somewhere new. I considered them a special, if mysterious, gift, and still do.