The dream was long...an adventure which eventually reunited me with a (real-life) Shakespearean theater group I have not seen since my teenage years - their warm and joyous faces clear as day before my eyes.
There was a beautiful feeling of reunion with these people, and through my joy, I began to sing. But my voice was...changed. The song that left my lips was the most beautiful, angelic sound I had ever heard. And as it left my lips, I saw the sound of my song float outward as strands of white light, curling and ebbing though the room. Soft, white, sparkling, illuminated music notes floated in the air, trailing from my lips, and the ecstasy of the moment enthralled me practically to tears.
There was a feeling of overcoming something, of breaking through something that had been lodged in my throat my whole life. The lightness filled my body, and an intense sense of relief overcame my entire being.
Heavenly Harmonics Flowing from Lips.