Over forty years
ago, in a dream I was
too young to really
understand, I was very
old and found I must
descend deep into a vast
expanse of water.
Uncoerced but reluctant,
I began moving
down through water that became
more clear the deeper
down I went. I did not go
alone. A man with
a staff went with me. There came
a point when I knew
I had gone as deep as I
had to go and we,
the man and I, made our way
back to the surface.
When our heads broke the water,
he vanished and I
was stunned by the play of light.
Now, older than I
was in that long ago dream,
I begin to understand.
JDG
Joan, I read this piece immediately after sending the images of the 2016 Olympics Welcome “Sign”. Thank you, dream maker, for this lovely and powerful synchronicity. And thank you, Holy Spirit, for leading me to this lovely and powerful friend who so generously shares her life journey in daily morsels.
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