Shadows and swirling colors danced around me. On my left, vibrant mandalas pulsed in intricate patterns while shadowy figures formed a circle. Suddenly, one on my right—a male presence—turned and departed. The spaceship sounds that had filled the room morphed into soft and soothing ethereal music.
The Earth stretched out below me—brown fields giving way to green peaks of mountains, like those of Austria or Switzerland. A coastal city unfurled, reminding me of Los Angeles with the vast Pacific at its edge. My jaw dropped in awe—"Oh my God!"—my body heavy yet weightless, my senses overwhelmed.
The music intensified, a tangible force grounding me even as my spirit soared. I zoomed in and out above the Earth, a steady, blissful flight. Then, as I descended, the circle of shadows reappeared. Following the male figure's departure, I gently returned to my senses.
This experience was more profound and more layered than before. The first hints of colors and figures had evolved: mandalas now blazing, shadows more distinct. And underlying it all, the echoes of a past self...
My memories stirred – echoes of a time when mysterious forces disrupted my life. A broken, lonely woman, lost and alone, haunted by my daughter's absence and my mother's and father's deaths. Yet, through tears, I found forgiveness for myself, for her. I confessed my secrets, shed the chains of medication, and began the long climb back.
Who was I then? Who am I now? Though changed by ten years, that woman remains a part of me. Pain lingers, and questions persist, but alongside them are new experiences and new insights. Even in loneliness, there is the enduring strength of love—for my dog Lilly, my faithful companion, who shares this story with me even as Chloe already waits beyond the rainbow.
No comments:
Post a Comment