When sleep isn't sleeping anymore, but an escape to a wonderful place :) Yet another post I bookmarked for future Ema to read, over and over again. Thank you!

I never go to a particular place when I am lucid dreaming, I seem to just wander in the air along with big giant cats or weirdly shaped chairs. What I do recall is names, numbers and even some glimpses of the future.

Much love! Namaste and Happy Tuesday!