The Power of Change

Several weeks ago I had a dream where I saw my mom– as if she had come back to life. What I don't remember is our conversation.

However, in the dream I had right after that, I was going to some sort of event and had forgotten my shawl...and my shoes. I stood there freaking out, unable to believe how I had walked out of the house without shoes on, when I realized something.

I could change the dream.

I could change the outcome. I could put shoes on me and add a shawl, much like I did with my Barbie dolls or when I'm writing a manuscript and want to change something about a character.