For I know for a long while now, night after night, you fall abed and you move beyond the world of dream into a world of spirit-waking. From there you shoot your fiery arrows and they never miss. So someone will bring me a message, “I saw circles after circles after circles and a little, tiny circle in the middle, and then an arrow entered it.” I was thrilled that she brought back an [...], for that is exactly what has happened to me. I never miss! The smallest, little circle that is made and there your message penetrates. There it sets ablaze what was already there. So I tell you, your imaginings and your visions and your dreams are fiery arrows shot by a being who is all light.927 ¶37