Since I was a little boy—with flaming red hair—a face full of freckles—I have always been a dreamer…
As life’s bullet train has sped through my night… my freckles have faded… blended…
my hair has darkened from that fiery red—to something older…
But my dreams…
They have never faded…
They are still alive…
Sleep is not rest for me—
It is assignment…
It is battlefield…
When I close my eyes at night—
I am not drifting off…
I am clocking in…
For a fight…
Since childhood—storms call my name…
Not gently…
But roaring… spinning…
Tearing open my sky…
Hurricanes… tornadoes…
I have stood in both—right in the heart of them—more than once…
They do not push me back…
They pull me in…
I do not run from storms—
I run toward them…
I am a storm chaser…
Yet in my dreams—the rules reverse…
In my dreams—the storms chase me…
For fifty years—I have had the same recurring dream…
Hundreds of times…
Tornado dreams…
Always different… yet always the same…
Tornadoes spinning on every horizon…
Coming for me…
Hunting me…
Running me down…
They never quite catch me—
But they drive me forward…
They harden my legs…
They make me stronger…
Yet…
It would be great just to rest sometimes…
Catch a break in my night…
Lay down my sword…
Take off my armor…
No courage…
No strength…
Just sleep…
Just sleep…
Just sleep…
`’.°~ ¹⁴³
© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved
In me… songs are alive… soundtracking my dreams… night after night…
While writing this… I listened to the album History by Matthew West… from 2o05… one of my favorites from him…
Heart of Loia `'.,°~ 
Serious question – do you wake up exhausted from these dreams or rested? I’m fascinated by dreams and how they make us feel afterwards.
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Hmmm… its kind of a mix.. sometimes i wake rested.. other times… not so much… 😁… so used to it all now lol… but I think hard about them after the fact… and never forget them… I’ve learned to deal with it… also for whatever reason my sleep life seems different than other people’s… so I get jealous at times with those that don’t dream like me lol…
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Well this person dreams in vivid technicolor and in motion picture length versions. I get it! Sometimes it’s exhausting especially during nightmare nights.
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Yeah indeed… the nightmare nights are different…
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Hey Loia… I can hear that and feel as well..
I hope you wake up leaving all that behind… Plz don’t carry it as it might drain you 🤍✨
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Hey aparna… ty`… for your words… yes… I leave it behind 🤗… I try best as I can… to never carry anything heavy daily… it’s hard at times… with certain things… however… overall… it’s cool 😎… I think I got it… 😁
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I m so glad you said this🌷
Though I find that ray of hope in every dream of yours but still a part gets drained🤍
I m sure he (that light )is walking with you! ✨
Passing strength and warmth☺️
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Amen… oh yes… He is… I’d be lost without Him…. ty` so much… your words are beautiful and encouraging…
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I m sure he is… same here lost without him 🌷
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Great Post and Love the Photos…
These dreams feel like the call of a warrior’s heart.
Storms often point to battles, strength, and God shaping endurance.
Even in the chase, the Lord is near and guarding your rest.
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Thank you man… i appreciate this… you said it in a way that actually lands… Yeah.. the storms teach… and He really is near in them… Amen…
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Amen 🙏🏼 To God be the glory. I’m going to email you. I have an idea…
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Oh OK great man… I’ll be on the lookout for it… 🙏
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I meant. I need to email you …
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Can you email me so I can email you? I looked for your email but couldn’t find it on your blog…
willie13torr@yahoo.com
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Yeah I’ll do it now
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