Years ago I had a dream about being chased by wolves in a dark forest in the dead of winter. It was freezing cold. My mother was with me and she was scared but I told her not to show fear. She cracked. The wolves gave pursuit and three singled me out.
Just as one wolf went in for a strike at my heel I held out a crown, a gold crown. The wolf bit the crown, I twisted it and yanked breaking the teeth of the wolf.
The dream seemed symbolic. I asked God for revelation and later learned there was a scripture in the bible that seemed most fitting.
Arise, O LORD! Deliver me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw;
break the teeth of the wicked.
I don’t know what the warning was, if it was a warning but it was definitely symbolic.
I came up with the idea for a new novel based on this dream. I’m going to hash out ideas here on this blog. I also write poems.
I’m looking forward to exploring my writing here.