Our family land had been in dispute for years. After my father passed, tensions rose between my siblings, and I felt stuck. The land wasn’t generating any income, and my bills were piling up. I made the difficult decision to sell it. I thought this would solve all my problems. The papers were ready, and I had a buyer willing to pay more than I ever imagined.
That night, I went to bed feeling uneasy. Strange thoughts filled my mind, and sleep was hard to find. Around midnight, I had a dream that shook me completely. I saw the land bathed in golden light, with voices calling my name. Shadows of my ancestors appeared, pointing to the trees and fields. They seemed upset, yet protective. I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart racing.…CONTINUE READING