8-12-12
last dream this morning sleeping under the redwoods.
i was walking along a bike path
there was a school
with an arbor guarding its back entrance like a portal
i was walking towards it
i saw a little girl staring up at the arbor in purple and white clothing
she was in awe and gratitude at the flowers that were strewn along the arbor
the flowers were huge translucent mimosas and faded pink to a blue.
i too was in awe
as the flowers were vibrating with this deep love
as well as taking up the whole scene in my vision
the sun was shining through each little stamen and stigma of the flower
a large green bush next to the arbor
was covered in purple and white angels trumpets that were not droopy
but taut and upright, open and facing the sun
this one was very sensuous and grand
i sat down on the path and cried tears of awe, joy, and deep faith
she was telling me to stop and smell the "roses" in my "Dream"
to stop and look and feel the beauty of the unfolding diversity of life
to take on childlike eyes of awe and wonder and delight
wise
I thank her, thank me, for bringing me this peace and sensual delight...
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I sat down on the concrete bike path and crossed my legs at my ankles
tears ran down my face.
i was quiet.
her dad, mom, and aunt came walking by.
i told them how inspiring and wonderful their daughter was and what she had shown me
they didn't believe my tears were of joy and gratitude.
they felt i was sad.
i had some trash around me appear.
it was mine.
they took it from me
into a brown paper bag they were carrying
and walked quietly away.
i sat there in lucidity and love
the flowers are my treasures blooming and fading inside of my heart