Christmas day…

Everything has changed… Before the ‘dream’, like most people, I had filled the mystery of ‘Death’ with thoughts, ideas an concepts that quite simply, gave me ‘hope’, allowed me to ‘dream’ and to be honest, provided great comfort in times of need. All of this has has gone now and I feel I exist as a soul, alone in a cold universe separated from every other living entity by an absent, uncaring god. Family are just an access into mortality, love is fleeting, momentary and transient. Death takes us, and then it all starts again… An endless cycle of mortality and death with the only hope for change being in a future that has no meaning or relevance to me in the ‘here and now’. Nothing means anything anymore. I don’t mean anything anymore…

Christmas eve…

I don’t know how exactly it’s been happening, but over the past few months a distinct feeling of ‘uneasiness’ has crept into my thoughts like a thief, slowly but surely stealing my sense of ‘well being’ piece by piece, and leaving me feeling increasingly distant, unattached, cold.

One month later…

I remember everything like it was yesterday and the experience has profoundly changed me.  The sun shines brighter, water tastes sweeter, the air smells cleaner, and with a sense of ‘my place’ in the great scheme of things, everything ‘simply’ makes more sense.  I’ve shared a few of the things I experienced with a few ‘very close friends’ but still feel a little bit reticent to talk to anyone about it in any depth.  My ‘new’ view of the world is ‘all encompassing’ and has affected every aspect of my life.  I’m amazed at how easy it is to interact with other people now and quite simply, ‘get things done’.  I seem to be able to read their intentions ‘despite’ what they might actually be saying and it just saves so much time…  I’ve also stopped feeling like I haven’t ‘done’, or ‘achieved’ enough in my life.  I feel good, I feel strong, and I want to feel this way for the rest of my life…

One week later…

I have to believe this ‘experience’ was a dream unlike any I have ever known.  The alternative would be acceptance of it as reality, and only crazy people talk to god or the devil don’t they?

“What has been waiting for me in my dreams all these years?”

“Behind the door in your dreams is the dark chaos of your own soul, a reminder of what we are ‘all’ capable of if left unchecked, it is the opposing force to the light of harmony, and the tension between the two creates the energy that drives ‘all sentient life’ forward.”

I have been having these ‘night visitations’ three or four times a year for as long as I can remember.  Each time waking up bathed in sweat, crying in terror and feeling lucky I survived another attack from this evil, malevolent entity.  His answer brings a profound sense of relief as the realisation settles in that it was simply me, frightening myself, nothing more, nothing less…  I have no more questions now, I just want to go home.

“Can this end now please” I ask.

“Yes, but I have one last thing to share with you…”

He turns, looks directly at me, and the universe itself seems to hold its breath before he finally speaks.

“Consider the importance of the ‘things you ask for’, are they the things you actually want?”

“Consider the importance of the ‘things you want’, for are they the things you actually need?”

“Finally, consider the importance of ‘what you actually need’, for this is where you will find true, and lasting happiness…”

Even if all of this is just a crazy dream and I wake up and the memories slowly fade away like most of them do.  Right here, right now, I can’t help but have a deep feeling of empathy with this ‘angel’ before me… “Lucifer, before this ends I’d like to say… I’d like to say thank you.”  I’m not sure if its my imagination, but he ‘almost’ seems to smile as everything before me slowly disappears like mist, revealing what I used to consider to be ‘the real world’ behind it…

Anna stirs from her sleep, looks at me and says “You had that dream again?…”

“How do we develop harmony within ourselves?”

“There are three elements a soul can use to help guide the development of harmony within itself and its environment.  The first is ‘empathy’ with others and their needs.  The second is ‘willingness’ to adapt to each unique situation.  The third is ‘motivation’ in continually working to develop and improve itself.  These ‘key elements’ are in plain sight, for ‘all souls’ to see if they look with uncluttered thoughts and an open heart, but in order to reap the ‘greatest rewards’ from their use, a ‘soul’ needs to understand they must be applied with simplicity of thought, interpretation and action.”

I only have one last question left.  I’ve been asking it most of my life, but now I actually have the opportunity to hear the answer, my fear of his reply makes me hesitant to ask…

“What happens when you die?”

“A guide will come at the moment of transition, when a soul is balanced between mortality and death.  For most, this will take the form of a loved one.  Those at the gates of ‘Oblivion’ will be taken by what humanity call the ‘Grim Reaper’ or as you now know it, a ‘Feeder’.  But there is a much greater truth to be found within your question, and it must be understood that death has two paths.  For those moving towards harmony, it is simply the transition of an ‘eternal soul’ into pure energy.  Another step closer to god.  For those about to enter Hell, it means they no longer have the capacity the evolve and ‘death’ truly is, the end.”