*Before I begin to tell the story of this dream, I would like to give you
a little background on it. I first began to have this dream at the age of two,
TWO!  I know, right?  My mother always found this to be quite fascinating as I
often told her of it.  I remember it ever so vividly as it reoccurred throughout
my childhood many times. This dream wasn't just a dream for me as a kid it was a
feeling, I had some kind of spiritual connection with it, as if I were visiting
a place I knew very well. With that said, here it is...

Behind the backside of a horizontally long and faded white house with
many rectangular windows is where I would always begin. Rather than standing
on the grassy decline several feet from where the house sat, I had a
feeling of being weightless and hovering, I never really saw myself but remember
a hue of color exuding from my being and having no feet or legs, more of a
teardrop shaped base. I would look back and up at the house/building and always
felt a embraced a bit with melancholy, an emptyness in the pit of my stomach.
But when I turned my attention away from the structure I was surrounded by a
brilliance of contrasted colors. The grass was a magical green shade, and a
little ways down the lawn was a well kempt white wooden fence surrounding the
property; one you may see around a manicured and elegant horse farm. Beyond the fence a few yards away was a magnificetly dark but welcoming forest with glimpse of golden sunrays and twinkles of white lights that shone through the high
trees. Never seeing a train but knowing it was there and part of the atmosphere
in which I found myself, was a train in the far distance that I would
occasionally here chugging in the distance or the slight whistle of it's
mechanics. From what seemed like a long state of observation I would then
rapidly glide down the grassy knoll in a hurry; flying fluidly underneath the
lowest bar of the wooden fence and into the black and gold and twinkle
filled forest that awaited me.

Once reaching the trees the speed of my travel picked up to an almost
unprecedented pace. As I rushed through the trees, dodging anything of solidity
so effortlessly.  I knew exactly where I was going and knew the path by heart.
Halfway to my destination I would begin running as I took a more human form, my
feet landing heavily on the solid ground like when in an airplane flying and at
the very moment the wheels hit the Earth's solid, you feel a distinct
difference. The feeling became very physical and whole. I could here the
thudding of my bare feet against the forest floor with every rapid step.

Soon after I would arrive at my destination; the place where I would
always meet three children who stood in a shallow glistening body of water the
size of a small pond. Never was it any different, always two boys and one girl,
they stood perfectly straight facing the direction in which I was coming. The
children were rather faceless to me, people I did not recognize from my physical
life yet I knew exactly who they were in the dream. The feelings that consumed
my body were joy, peace, and relief; these three people and I had a universal
connection, they were who I was suppose to be with, possibly why I visited them
often in my young years when we are more susceptible and open to the energies of the universe.

*After had having this dream over and over throughout my
childhood where it grew less often as I reached about eleven. I was so familiar
with the dream that it was something or somewhere I looked forward to going.  As
I got older I began to associate it with actual life, in the sense in which it
helped sculpt my beliefs about the 'unknown', to this day because of the actual
physical feelings of peace, balance, and wholeness that particular dream brought
to me, I believe that those children(people) are my 'soulmates'. Unconventional?
Yes. But I believe that there is far more to this life than we can explain here
on this physical plane we live on.   I also do not believe that what we call
'soulmates'/'twin flames' are necessarily the traditional idea in which we are
taught or made to believe. I think it is deeper than that, andthat it is not
about Prince Charming meeting his Princess and living ever so happily together,
forever. What seems more logical to me... anyway, is that you have more than one
being you connect with on this particular level, it is not about marriage, yes a
form of love but more of a mirrored connection. For what reason, that I do not
know and I do not think everyone is fortunate enough to meet their soulmate in
this lifetime, but I do believe you will meet them one day again, for as long as
the unknown exists.