There is hope...

[Helia]

I had a beautiful dream about a christmas tree...
There was that one Tree, totally wrapped and packaged as it is the malls...
Then all of a sudden all the packaging material got removed and THAT tree was able to stretch out all his branches, to UNFOLD...a beautiful tree to look at...🎏

 

[Mike in Destin]

Maybe about broadening your horizons in some way?

 

[Helia]

It did feel a bit as for us all...Mike...like the tree of life and hope for mankind..like the real christmas...not the marketing event...

 

[Helia]

Rilke

Advent Es treibt der Wind im Winterwalde die Flockenherde wie ein Hirt und manche Tanne ahnt, wie balde sie fromm und lichterheilig wird, und lauscht hinaus. Den weißen Wegen streckt sie die Zweige hin – bereit, und wehrt dem Wind und wächst entgegen der einen Nacht der Herrlichkeit.​

I try to find it in english

 

[Helia]

Advent

The wind drives the flock of snowflakes through the winter forest like a shepherd, and some fir trees sense how soon they will become devout and radiant with light, and listen intently. They stretch their branches out to the white paths – ready, and resist the wind, growing towards the one night of glory.

 

[PaulKH]

I had a beautiful dream about a christmas tree...
There was that one Tree, totally wrapped and packaged as it is the malls...
Then all of a sudden all the packaging material got removed and THAT tree was able to stretch out all his branches, to UNFOLD...a beautiful tree to look at...🎏

Imagery, meaningfully tied to powerfully positive emotions -- sometimes just the boost we need.

 

[Helia]

Yes Paul...and I realized it was not decorated like a christmas tree...so a tree if life for all...🎏

 

[j. oak 357silversword]

Helia, i think your dream is full of symbolism. the artificial things that inhibit our growth sometimes unknowingly and prevent us from realizing our full potential

 

[Helia]

Thanks J...i like the real christmas...and those old poets...you can take my phone away but not my books🎏

From the sky to the deepest clefts
A gentle star smiles down;
From the fir forest rise scents
And breathe through the winter air,
And the night becomes candle-bright.

 

[Will]

Great. Who wrote that last poem?

 

[Helia]

RILKE