This was a dream you had not expected -- purple skies and nectar atmosphere: a Portal created to connect your consciousness and Paradise. It was a once-in-a-lifetime accident that you could not pass up.
You had no choice but to discover its truth. All that you needed were intuition and hope.
The golden figure of light descended from the sky, bidding you to trust and follow. "You will need to ask the right questions," it whispered to you, eyes flashing with light. "And to find your destiny, you will need to discover the right answers."
The Body of Light now stretches out its hand, and you...
Soaring through the magical air with this Guardian of Paradise, you are brought to a sky-tunnel which you know leads to the Center of All Things. But outside the rim of this entrance, standing in midair, the Guardian hovers ahead of you -- gently raising its arm.
"Tell me," asks the Guardian. "Is there anything holding you back? I know you are fearful, uncertain. But does anything hold you still to the Earth?"
"Wrong answer," says the Guardian, frowning at your words. "Tsk, tsk, my Poor Child...but alas, you blew it. Only love should hold you back, for love is the one worthy claim. Now go back, Poor Thing, go back and wake up, and continue with your Earthly life."
"That is natural," informs the Guardian. "It also shows you to be worthy, for to love is to be loving -- and, hence, loved in return. But you need not have any fear. Your loved ones will follow. Now I pose to you another question."
"Yes Guardian, what is it?" you ask, ready to take the plunge. Your fears are subsiding. You start to hear music from within the Celestial Center, a sound of beauty you have never felt before.
"Have you helped others? Have you led a heart-filled life?" The words tremble on the air, echoing inside of you.
"Not much good to your fellow creatures, now, are you?" quips the Guardian, shaking its finger. "Me, me, me. Why is it always me? You had your chance to do good on Earth, but you muffed it. Now go back and make amends. Don't call us...we'll call you."
You are whoooshed through the opening into a world of breathless calm and mind-bursting peace. As you enter into this boundless realm, you spot three keepsakes to take with you on your journey. You know that the one you choose, if you are destined to keep it, will reside with you forever. One is a clock, to count the moments. Another is a mirror, to see inside of dreams. The third is a pendant, filled with power.
"That's the wrong object," the Guardian admonishes. "Your mind is too linear. There is no time in Eternity. Your clock has now turned into an alarm clock, and it's waking you up. Sorry, you'll have to try again next time."
You peer into the bottomless depths of your heart. And, since your heart is fine, you see also into your soul. Rapture instills you, and your mind opens wider. Suddenly you see Beings made of light surrounding you, hugging you closer, as the celestial music soars. The Center of Light welcomes you, holding you deep inside. At long last you are returned to the Creator, safe at home.