Dreamtime

Last night I dreamed of a fiercely wild, colorful storm arising and I was outside looking in.  I felt safe as the storm traveled quickly and it was mesmerizing to watch.  The distant colors of orangey-pink quickly changed to a dark, inky blue and the winds whipped up all around us (there was another presence in the dream).  We could feel the the wind, but I could not take my eyes off the changing skies.  There was not a sense of impending danger even though there were things blowing to and from in the air.