I woke up with a headache today – the after-effects of too much New Year’s Eve revellry on Friday – and my irritation with it has attracted irritating situations throughout the day. But whenever I remember last night’s dream I feel the Vortex suck me back in (however briefly!): my grandfather (who died about 15 years ago) came to me from non-physical and, sitting around the breakfast bar from me, reassured me that all my beliefs about law of attraction and the Vortex are well-founded, and that I’m doing extremely well.  “You’ve put an amazing you in your vortex”, I think were “Grandad’s” words.