The dream began on a quiet shoreline at least that’s how I remember it. I was walking barefoot along the wet sand when a crab slowly emerged from the shimmering…

I’ve always believed that dreams act like secret gardens places where the subconscious grows symbols instead of soil. And few symbols appear as gracefully as flowers in a dream. Picture…

If you’ve ever woken up wondering, “Why did I dream about a hospital?”, you’re not alone. I vividly remember my own first hospital dream, the long white corridors, the strange…