Dreams...

are the inner theatre of the mind. The place where we hope for things.

I believe Dreams that become a force are birthed by a God Encounter. God has been on my heart for many dreams recently, some of my own and some of others. Just think when God spoke to Noah about the Ark, when God spoke to Mary about giving birth to Jesus Christ.

Dreams that become a force can also be birthed out of something I love. What do you love? I love advertising and helping others, giving back what I have been given. Writing this blog is a way I can give back to others with addictions. To show we share a common bond. My addiction is now our common bond.

Today I choose to live happy, joyous and free. When I do I can be of help to the still suffering addict because they can see and feel there is hope. I was not always like this.

What do you like to talk about? What do you like to do?

What do you love to do that matters to you and that matters to others?

Dreams...are also birthed out of something that angers you, something that has hurt you emotionally, mentally, spiritually or physically. i.e. Martin Luther King, M.A.D.D. - Mothers Against Drunk Driving.

Dreams...also birthed out of something that ignites compassion. Tears. Whatever you weep over, God can give you a passion about that. Compassion putting you into action. What causes you to weep? Your tears have enough power to conquer your Dreams...birthed out of discontentment. I would love to have a halfway house for women who have been abused and/or with addiction problems.

You notice things that no one else notices. You notice it because it is what your calling is.

When you radically obey God, blessings fall on your life. Until some people exit your life you may never hear God.

If you cannot see it you cannot experience it. Dreamers don't just see, they see what could be.

Take a walk. Go...move...take a dream walk. I am. Godspeed.