"I'm sleeping and suddenly I appear awake. Sitting beside me stares a woman of ancestry, ancient and offering me words of wisdom and advice. She grows tired and he energy needs fanning and clearing, she asks for me to do a clearing. I stand up and go to my altar, grab my ritual feather smudge fan, I smoothly glide over to her chair seated at the left hand of my bed. This woman I've never seen before, yet a trust and acceptance and love for who she is. I swiftly release the energy, dropping my feather over her left shoulder. I feel a gust of air on mine. I notice the air grows colder and yet calmer. She thanks me and says goodbye.
I somehow reawaken in the same location, yet different layers within the picture, another timeline, that resembles more of the room I'm now in. I have trouble getting up. Stuck and feel heavy and groggy, like I was being numbed to be out to sleep. To be shut down and as I was finally coming out of this fogginess, I was still seeing things all blurred out, I was feeling dense and knew I needed some help. As I feel a rush to my left a gust of light bursts into my arm. Into my whole body in fact. A spirit offering help to get me up from feeling attacked. Yet there it was such a rush, such a burst of light I was dazed and unsure what hit me. There was no warning, just the sighting of new energy.
As I go in and out of these layers of consciousness I see my hand, I feel my body yet I don't see my body, the hand I see is my truest form, my light body and there, all I see is the shadow of it, the echoes and etches of the borders around it. I look at it and am excited for it, yet one small thought of my body and I'm back inside and unable to fly.
I awaken again, I'm now all turned around and actually standing on new ground, same room, yet I'm looking down, down to my bed, I see a reddish blanket there, question of it's me, because I'm sleeping with a blue one right now, the body all curled up, laying on its side, precious it looks so tiny from this side. I realize the light that's in my eyes and as I go to touch the body, curious in nature, I am eager to see it's face, I suddenly awaken from my night's sleep and arise to feel a new love pour through my heart and a deep sense of relief, that being that was so preciously laying before me, was me."