Dreamt that I was told that a friend of mine was seriously ill.
I knew I was just dreaming, but 3 hours later the feeling still wouldn't let go of me , so I had to reach out just to make sure.
Sometimes your 6h sense is a gift. Sometimes intuition is priceless, and it is indeed your best counselor.
At other times, being reassured you were absolutely wrong, is nothing less than gratifying.
Sitting outside in the late afternoon sun, pressing my body up against the warm black planks of my house, feeling the wonderful warmth of the heated wood flowting throughout my entire body, closing my eyes, just to notice a fat bumblebee passing by right in front of my face.
I revive the gratitude of not being anything close to clairvoyant this time ;-))