Dream

I woke up in the night with this in my mind:

A small pocket garden with a window in a brick wall and a trellised gate at the end.

The voice in my dream was saying;
I AM the window - wide open and filled with light.
I AM the gate - shaded by garlands of flowers.

Then I wrote it down and went back to sleep. In the morning I was surprised by what I wrote, but felt I now have an affirmation I can hold on to.