Dream

In the mid-70s, IT came to me as a beautiful woman.  Dressed in white and bigger than life, she held me close in what felt like the most loving hug/caress I have ever known.  She was pure love.  She was very present, quiet, and kind.  She seemed like a Heavenly Mother.  I felt enveloped with the pure love that came through her.  That was maybe the most beautiful moment I had ever experienced.  To this day, I can still feel it.

I have had more dreams since then.  IT can come as a male or a female.  Each time, I fall deeply in love, though there is not even the least hint of sexual energy.  No, as great as sexual energy feels, this is a thousand times better.

Last night IT came in the form of my spiritual teacher, the man who has helped me to grow and learn to love over the last five years.  My teacher is usually dressed in black, blues and grays, but in my dream, he was dressed in reds and blues and oranges.  Beads dangled from his wrists.  He hugged me and I felt that same unconditional, pure compassion wash over and through me.  I told him how happy I was to see him.  And because he was dressed so out of character, I told him that he was a wild man.

Do I know how to accurately explain the whole-body feeling, the every-single-cell experience of this unconditional, all-encompassing love?

No.

I just know that IT's real.