Book3:WereMyDreamIs

smydreams.WheneverIfeltutterlycrushedandoverwhelmedbylife’strialsandtributionsbeyondallbearing,IwouldretreatandseekrefugeintheKingdomofDreams.ThereIyking,physicallyhealthyandpsychologicallybanced.Sothesymboliificeofthegoldpacewasdreams…Dreamsgraduallyformedintandendurableflexibilityandmagicalpsticityandeveryone’scharacterhashisowncharmandfasation…Thathuge,magnifitpaceyouseeontheoppositeshorewasnewlybuiltformebymytwoloyalservantsandfriendsImaginationaivitybecausetheoldonewasdestroyedbyfire.ThereIoheredtwenty-fourbeautiesfromallersoftheearthahemintheoldpacetolivetogetherinpeadharmony.Theywerelikeexoticbirdsimprisonedinanexpensivegoldcage.Onthesurfacetheyseemedtohaveeverythingtheywanted:gourmet