Monday, November 30, 2009

I wept on your shoulders

The other night I once again had a dream of you, Beloved Father.

You were sitting, (on a "chay"[1] too i think!)

I came up to you and put my head on your right shoulder, and burst into tears. If i recall i laid my head down 2 or 3 times, and wept each time. You smiled.

[1] chay: baby-tongue for chair

Life has changed so much, it has become so "simple". The mind is very much there.
I can feel the love all around me. All is okay. The universe is always there. The universe is alive and always loving and protecting. Mother Earth is also always with us, ever loving and protecting. We are never alone.