who don't need feet to walk.There are voices that don't need mouths to speak.And there are spirits who no longer have bodies...but somehow,they still feel like themselves.They carry something with them.A memory.A feeling.A sadness.Love.Sometimes even humor.And I've learned that not every conversation needs words.Some spirits speak through images.Some through feelings.Some through sudden thoughts or memories.And sometimes...they meet me in dreams.Right there on that strange edge between sleeping and waking.That place where you're not completely here...but you're not completely somewhere else either.I've often wondered if dreams are meeting places.Places where consciousness doesn't need a body to recognize another consciousness.