I had a dream, or was it a nightmare? I can’t remember much, but I do remember the fear, fear of the unknown. I was somewhere, anywhere. It didn’t matter. What mattered was the noise. It was a noise like a loud knock, a knock of something or someone who wanted in.
When I heard this knock, the area around the noise started to decompose. In a circular pattern, the wall or the floor or the furniture, began to morph into something different, something that looked like liquid light.
I was terrified and so was everyone around me. There were many children who needed my protection. Where these the children outside of me, or the children inside of my mind? I too needed comfort and I clung to my mate for love and safety.
What was this phenomenon, and what could I do to stop it? Those around me looked for my intervention, but I too was afraid. How could I help anyone when I was so frightened?
Well, of course, I couldn’t. First, before I could help anyone else, I would have to confront the fear that I harbored inside myself.
Then, it happened again, louder than ever before. The children ran to me for cover. I had to do something. I had to face my fear for them.
The circular pattern of morph opened on the floor just before me. I knew that love could conquer all fear. Could I find the conviction to put that knowledge into action? Could I take the risk to love that which I feared?
I leaned forward and sent all the Unconditional Love that I could find in my heart to the swirling circle before me. The Love that coursed through my body eased my fear and gave me the courage to bend over and tentatively stoke the air above the circle of fear, much like I would stroke a frightened child. In just a few moments, I was actually able to lovingly stroke the circle itself.
Slowly the circle ceased its swirl, and the ground before me became normal. But what was normal? Was it normal for everything to be hard and dense and filled with fear? Or, was it normal for everything to be a swirling vortex of liquid light?
What was it that was trying to enter my reality, and why did it frighten me so? I only know that it changed my world, just for a moment, and made everything that had been dense and hard into a swirling vortex of light. I guess I will find out if my dream was the warning of destruction or the promise of transformation.
Only time will answer my question,
but at least now,
I am NOT afraid.
