Chapter 5
“I am I said, to no one there, and no one heard at all”
Neil Diamond

The clock on the unfamiliar nightstand told me that it
was just 7:30 a.m. Way too early for a vacation. I
slipped into a warm sweat suit and staggered into the dark
bathroom. I glanced in the mirror and saw colors of white
and gold dancing around my head. The energy field, or
aura, gleamed around my face, and triggered my memory of
the dream. I stumbled back to the nightstand, sat on the
edge of the bed, and wrote the dream in my journal.

Brad came in as I finished writing, and said, “Come
on! The slopes are waiting, let’s goooo!”