Last night I had a dream about “us” (a collective of spiritual seekers) …

We were traveling … many of us … on a road less travelled … the spiritual path.

We were all there … in that same forested path meandering slowly up a hill at first. 

Teachers past and present, friends & groups of journeyers, all winding our way through a dense canopy of Forest..

And then I came to a Place in the Forest.

It was a “Here” sort of place … 

… so I just stand Still … here … in increasingly magnetized depth.

My eyes fall upon a partially uprooted tree, its few exposed roots in the foreground close to where I stand … the roots Speak in a Language my Heart Knows well. It is so easy to be Still here … thoughts of anywhere else evaporate.

And then … suddenly … the tree completely uproots itself, exposing a massive Citrine-faceted Gemstone boulder five times my size. It seems to perch there for a little time its Glow reflected in my heart, before beginning to roll its massive sparkling-golden-self down the hill into the ravine below …

… coming to rest there on her back side, exposing an unfathomable splendour of  Light … a shining beauty reflecting the heaven of everything good … 

… beyond measure in beauty, but seeming now the size of the palm of my hand as it rests in the valley below.

“Waking thoughts” landed lightly, like timeless pearls:

“The meek shall inherit the earth”  echoes like a fragrance in this timeless dream.
Depth in the simplicity of Here:  Freely given … golden ….glowing in the Naked Now.
My waking body is overcome with transparency and the unveiling of forest-beauty.