I used to wake up with song lyrics stuck in my head, on repeat. For a long time, I thought it was just my brain clearing out the dust before the day started. Now I feel like maybe that was my guide nudging me, right there in that quiet in-between space.
Lately, though, that connection feels distant. Life just keeps taking up so much room. I talk to my guide aimlessly, but I miss that real listening time. I keep hoping for dreams that feel full and guiding — those often arrive with the clearest answers.
Good thing I haven’t even learned my guide’s name yet. That tells me where I’m really at — still a long way from home in this connection, but glad to be on the journey anyway.