I just had the most amazing dream…long story short…me and a bunch of people were doing a strange exercise to breathe in as deep as possible and as we exhaled, we had to say something really profound to the partner sitting across from us. All the characters in the dream were from a show I’ve been watching called Magicians.

Anyway…

As everone was going around taking their turn, I was concerned that I wouldn’t have anything to say or anything that mattered. I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to take a big enough breath and that somehow I would fail the exercise. Each of the sayings were very profound or at least I felt like they were at the time during the dream.

The last pair was up and I remember feeling my partner next to me or sort of behind me. I couldn’t see who it was. I watched with deep intent as the last pair spoke, it was profound. I wish I could remember what she said. I was still worried that I wouldn’t be good enough. It was my turn. I didn’t know what I was going to say as I inhaled deeply. As I started to let out my breath, I felt my partner’s hand on my shoulder. It wasn’t a person. It felt like God. As I opened my mouth I felt the words come from God through me and the words were… “Life is short, be happy.”

Then I woke up. I was not only compelled to write this down but as I wrote it in one of my many sketchbooks, something said to write it for the world. I started to write a post in Facebook but within the first paragraph I felt I had to write it in my online journal. I argued with myself for a moment because it has been so long since I wrote anything there that I might not remember my password. Then a calm washed over me and I opened a notepad on my laptop. I am writing as I go. I will figure out the password issue when I get there.

Well, I’m here. I made it through the password protected environment and into my online journal. I don’t know if any of this is very profound. I see this saying on bumper stickers and T-shirts all the time so it’s certainly isn’t new. But maybe someone else needs to read this. This is my bumper sticker.

If nothing else, listening to my dream and my compulsion to write it down brought me here. It also took me to one of my sketch books to start and I saw a few doodles and some other notes on dreams that gave me some ideas for a painting.

Listen to your dreams. They are telling you something. Even if you don’t think it is important. Follow…Your dreams will guide you. And most importantly…remember. Life is Short…Be Happy.