Manchester after Dark:

My dream last night, was about Manchester, UK at night. Manchester after dark. After this recent tragedy, my heart’s been with her, even while asleep, it seems. It’s amazing still to me that we can pray in our dreams, or maybe through them.

I was just there in my dream, with the people of that city-being with. And I am, after all the cameras and lights of day go away, just as I was after 911. We are family, and stay connected in prayer, and heart sight. Thinking of you all at night friends. Know that the night watchmen stay awake after the cameras fade, which they do so quickly these days.

With so many traumas spotlighted daily, and many cameras pointing at times at the wrong things, it’s important to see through the lens of Love, behind the scenes, and choose where your heart and words and sight should lean. Which traumas are ours to tend, when we see so many daily. To govern the imagination of our hearts, and so our words, is the essential spiritual discipline of our times! Maybe our hearts know while we dream.

Mine was directed there this week, and again last night in my dreams. To watch from and in the night. A night watch dream. That’s what the dream seemed to be about. When the lights fade, and cameras disappear, the heart glows in its own particular sorrows. Know that we are near, and sitting with you.

So i visited then last night, in the dark, in sleep, just to be with you strong hearted darling, tenacious creative city, overcoming city, during this hard time. In your parks i sat watching the candles glow, and tears flow. With you all this day and night friends, as I know so many are. We see and are with you friends, despite the times. The heart fortunately has a longer memory than the news.