It’s like a dream or one tiny seed. Or like being down deep in the floaty underwater world. Floating while the dream world floats around me and I’m reaching out trying to grasp that beautiful sparkle of light. Oh, but there’s another one, and another one, and too many to grab at once. And somehow I’m breathing underwater and I can feel the smooth cool stones down deep where my bare feet are resting on the bottom. I feel weightless and heavily weighted at the same time. Thoughts swirling about me in the current like silvery flitting minnows and I feel exhilarated and exhausted at the same time. My focus lasting only moments as the beautiful underwater world with all of its wonders keeps distracting me one way and then another. I have no sense of direction, which way is up, which way is down, which way is home. For now I’m not worrying about it because I’m. breathing. underwater. And it is amazing, but soon, soon I will come up for air. My head will explode upward out of this body of water and the droplets of spray will hit the sunlight and shatter into a million bits of light. Maybe, just maybe a few of those droplets will land on the dream seed, and it will sprout forth wild and untamed.