The rain is falling outside my window. It has been raining all night. The air is crisp and cool. On the radio I have the sounds of nature playing. I light the incense and candles and prepare for my meditation. Thoughts of the day ahead try to weave their way into my space, I let them float away. I am connected with all there is, the universe. There is no time, only being. A familiar spirit invites me with a gesture to another world where happiness is everywhere, in everyone. There is a field of white and gold daisies. Tall blades of grass. A perfect lone tree with its branches full with green leaves sitting upon a hill. The sky is light blue with no clouds. The familiar spirit doesn’t speak but exchanges thoughts with me. I ask why am I here? The answer I already knew, to remind me of who I really am.
In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust,