Spotless

I noticed the spotless house I had just stepped out of, onto the spotless porch beneath my feet.

That dream opening all by itself was showing me something about my ego self. It felt eerily prescient. As the dream continued I felt as if I was looking over my shoulder; I felt the weight of all that orderliness, all the care and overdoing that was the platform of my life…

Pay attention to the words in your dreams. Sometimes they stand out like neon lights to see what’s ahead.