It started in meditation, I saw a candle, a large red candle, and looked into the melted wax. I fell in and flew out of the wax as a giant bird and travelled the universe faster than any bird could fly.
I was energy, I was the universe, I was everything I could see. Colours were vibrant yet it was before dawn, purples, reds, oranges mixed together as if paint had been smudged on a canvas, the colours were not paint though, they were out of this world.
I lost contact with my physical self, I knew my feet were not on the ground any longer. I was part of everything that is, I was all of us and yet none of us.
Later that night when I went to bed I found it hard to sleep, I was wide awake and full of energy. I wondered if it was because I’d meditated for so long, resting my body and therefore disturbing my sleep. I did sleep eventually and had the weirdest of dreams, I dreamt about a huge bright green insect that lived in an open cage by my bed. I think it had got out, of an open cage I know, but it decided to take a walk. It was biting me,well irritating me, trying to wake me up although I was awake in my dream. I wasn’t too keen on the insect, kept my distance, but at the same time saved it when it was close to being squashed.
I woke up to a deep and primitive animal noise behind me, same as last week, you might of read my wolf poem, but this time I knew without looking it was a big cat, a wild cat. I didn’t look because I knew it wasn’t there. At the same time as this, as I opened my eyes I saw a purple light, about five or six foot, I knew it was a being. It disappeared as I focused but I did see it again later. I really think I was awake, I know there are those that might argue.
I had some words in my head, I wrote them as a life lesson earlier today as to me this is what they felt like. I sat up in the middle of the night and wrote them down.
I went back to sleep and dreamt of death and beginnings, a lot of feminine imagery too. There was more but it does not feel right writing it down, confusing family stuff.
So many people are telling me about weird dreams, it’s as if there is an opening, teachings through dreams maybe. I’m excited and writing them down. I’m telling my friends to also, I want to see if there is anything that runs through all of our dreams. Please do let me know if any of you are having the same mad dreams.
I have to write them down, for one thing it’s what writers do and another, I think I will remember if I don’t write them, but then try and recollect them and they are gone.
Daily Prompt – Gone