What my dream whispered to me

Nov 23, 2025 BewustLeven

Schitterende afbeelding van een vrouw bij een water met daarin edelstenen en een prachtige sterrenhemel in natuurlijke omgeving. De beschrijving van een droom.

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Dear reader,

I'd like to share a very special dream, one from last night that touched me more deeply than I expected. A dream that felt like a memory… as if my soul was trying to express something that words can't express in the daytime.

My life has never been easy, and I've always felt a kind of homesickness, a longing for a home that didn't quite seem to be here. A home among the stars.

Last night, I found myself in an intense and vivid dreamscape. I was walking through my own neighborhood until I suddenly lost my way home. A detour led me to a nature reserve, where a trail led me to sparkling clear water.

Something magical happened there: beautiful gemstones lay in the water, in colors that seemed almost otherworldly. I stepped into the water, felt the coolness around my legs, and gathered a few of the most special stones. Some were too heavy to carry, as if they weren't ready to be carried yet.

On the way back, I met people who could point me in the direction of my street. I carefully placed the stones down, intending to pick them up again later. But when I returned… they were gone.

A woman stood there with other stones in her hands. She offered them to me, but my whole being knew: these aren't the stones I found. She was deceiving me. I sensed she had hidden my stones. When I didn't believe her, she locked me in a room. However, there turned out to be another door there that I could open myself. I could simply go home.

And yet… the grief of having my stones taken from me remained like a beating heart in my chest. It touched me so deeply that I even cried this morning.

Now I understand why.

Next week is my open house. A conclusion to old phases in my life. And the start of something new, something real. The moment I step outside with my book, "The Light of the Stars." It still touches me now, as I write down my dream. I feel tears welling up in my eyes. Tears because I'm grateful that the starlights have come into my life. Grateful that I can share this with you.

My dream makes me feel how vulnerable it is to share my inner treasures, my truth, my experiences with the world. How afraid you can be that someone will take it away, distort it, or disbelieve it.

But my dream also showed me this:

No matter how many times others try to influence my path, I always have the power to open my own door.

The stones I found in the water haven't disappeared. They're inside me. And it's time to show them.

Shared with you in love and light,

Ivonne Fuhren-van de Kerkhof