A short autobiographic story by Brigitte Franssen Illustrated by Jef Franssen
Every night, just before dawn she travels to the Land of Dreams. Anything is possible in the Land of Dreams and strange things happen there. Some are pleasant, some are not so pleasant and some are outright frightening. But she knows that by the time the first rays of the sun light up the sky she will find herself safely back in her bed at home. Bathing in the morning sun and enjoying the view from her bedroom window she will ponder the meaning of her nightly adventures.
It is only during the night, just before the sun comes up that the Land of Dreams becomes the dwelling of Lady Truth and everything in the Land of Dreams becomes an image of that which is kept hidden during the day. Her nightly companions, the characters she met, the familiar faces she saw, the places she visited, the things that happened to her, they all contain important messages from Lady Truth for the new day that just started.
But she knows there is more to the Land of Dreams than important symbolic messages from Lady Truth. She once saw the most beautiful gowns in her dreams. If only she possessed the skills to draw and seam she could have made these dream gowns a reality.
She had heard that the famous singer, songwriter Barry Gibb always kept a tape-recorder on his nightstand because new melodies would always come to him during the night.
And then there was the famous self-taught mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan who claimed that his many theorems came to him in dreams. He worked day and night, yet he claimed many of his ideas came to him fully formed in dreams, dispensed by his family deity, Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth.
Using their capabilities and resources these men had been able to turn dreams into a reality. She could only dream about that but knew the spiritual world was waiting, waiting for her and her people to be that link between the spiritual and physical world. Because nothing is more beautiful and more inspired than dreams coming true.