I woke this morning from the most unusual dream I can ever remember. The vision is leaving as dreams do; however, the thing I remember is that I was amazed with what my brain had been entertaining me with. I think the dream lasted only seconds. It wasn't one of those that goes on and on.
There was a very large stage. I think I am the only one in the audience and it was dark. There was a piano situated at stage right. The curtains were a beautiful dark maroon and there was a chorus line of beautiful girls of all ages in dresses. But here is the thing. When I woke, I knew it was in color and now I can't remember what colors. They were singing but now I can't tell you what. And it was choreographed. They were singing in harmony but then one would have special part and the sound was just so beautiful but now I can't remember it. And they were moving around to the beautiful sound. They weren't dancing. They were moving around.
Well, as I write the dream memory, it is not so entertaining but really what I was amazed about was that I was dreaming in color with sound and choreography. I don't remember having color and sound in my dreams and what does my brain know about choreography....that is not dancing.