dream gifts

DREAM:

I'm approaching a large colosseum-style building. I'm drawn by the sound of the injunction song for RavI Shankar's 'Chants of India,' a great pulsing song, steady as a heartbeat. In the dream, all the animals I've had as pets (who have died) are with me -- I have a parrot named chico on my shoulder and another in flight beside me; my dog, shadoe, trots contentedly beside me and we all are in procession to the great event happening inside the colosseum. The feeling in my bones is that this event is for me, but as I look around and see others all streaming into the colosseum, I realize that everyone feels this is for them. Then I know the infinite Love of our true Home, each of us the subjects of our own ceremony, held in honor of the divinity we all possess.

DREAM:

I dreamt that i died and not in any horrific sense of the word, although there was that moment, suspended midair as T and I propel off the cliff in our car. T and I look at each other and without words, we communicate that this is it, our end has arrived. Then we drop and drop and drop, and when it's time to hit the bottom, instead of immense pain, I experience the most intense relief i've ever known. it's all the accumulated moments of relief i've ever experienced, combined into one joyous, sweet feeling. I am aware of the weight of my skin and my body, which i am now free of and all the work it takes to survive on this earth, eliminated once and for all.
so I do not fear death, nor do i seek it.