You were reclining in Heaven, and you fell into a kind of reverie. You had a sort of dream that you were not where you were. You had a sort of dream that you had wandered off somewhere, and your reverie went on and on. Every now and then, you would turn over and open your eyes for just a moment, and then you would fully immerse yourself again in the dream. You were so deep into the dream, that you thought the dream was true, and you thought your vague recollection of reclining in Heaven was your imagination, or a myth you had once heard about.

There is nothing that is too good to be true. There is nothing that is not possible.

It is not that you must dream, but why not? Dreaming is like plowing the field and sowing the seeds. Then nature takes its course.

If you had one topic for each day, what would you choose? The topics could change or stay the same. This is the same as My asking you, "Of all your dreams, which one do you want to have appear today?" Will this not give you a worthy focus?

It is good to make your dreams come true, yet it is not mandatory.