Dreams
I dreamed of snakes last night. They were yellow and black. A big energetic pile between the floor and my basement, which for some reason, you could see through from the kitchen. Like I said, it was a dream.

The dream was extremely busy and vivid. I do not have many of those but I always welcome them so as to read them for hidden meanings.


How utterly delighted, then amazed I was, when I remembered that this Saturday I will be going to a celebration, or a fet, for the Haitian Vodou spirit Dambala.

When you realize who and what Dambala is, this can only be a good thing.

I am honored, and amazed.