as I slept, I dreamed. I saw myself flying, not like a bird, but as a
man who could fly by my own might. I soared among the clouds, going
higher and higher towards a place I knew was there but could not yet
Before me, I saw a great wall and I
soared towards its heights. Yet, I could not fly to its top. As I
looked at the wall, it turned into a flight of stairs. These I could
walk and so I did. I ascended not by flight but by walking. I ascended
to the top of the stairway and entered into a strange but familiar land.
This place seemed more real, more vivid
than anything I had ever seen on Earth. While I knew I was dreaming, I
also knew in a different way I was fully awake. I also knew that I was
not just in a dream state or in a different mode of thought; I was
actually in a different place, on an entirely different world.
I could see mountains, waters and the
deepest blue skies with the most brilliant of white clouds. Everything
seemed so surreal; no earthly artist could have painted more vivid
colors. In this strange yet familiar land, I quickly saw that I was not
alone. Coming towards me from not too far a distance was a group of
people. Even before I could recognize their features, I could see that
they were long lost friends who seemed to know who I was and were very
happy to see me again.
Beautiful they were, yet not in any
extraordinary fashion. Their clothing looked rugged and practical.
They did not seem to be dressed for fashion or impression. They were
not exceptionally tall or short, dark or light; they looked rather like
everyday people, but something about them shined through making them
appear to me the most beautiful people I have ever seen. They seemed so
natural, so unpretentious, so simple, and so down-to-earth. There was
nothing ostentatious about them. They had a light that shined from
their eyes and their smiles.
I was embraced, and kissed with the
warmest of affection by all the members, male and female, young and
old. Somehow, I knew this was a regathering of my family. Now here was
something strange, while we communicated and asked each other of our
welfare, I noticed that no lips were moving. All communication was from
one mind to another. There were no words spoken, no secrets to conceal,
nothing but pure and open communication. Here on Earth such a form of
communication can actually be dangerous. Here in this place,
communication could not be in any other way, nor would I want it to be.
I knew that I was home, yet I also knew
how very far away from Earth I was. With such a feeling of joy and
relief, I turned to my family and said in my mind, let us go home. They
smiled at me with a forlorn smile. In their eyes they said to me how
much they would like me to come back home, but as I already knew, my
time had not yet come.
Then, as if our minds were joined, I
could see visions inside my head, and I saw how long ago I chose to go
the Earth, how I chose to remain there to seek out other members of our
family who had gotten lost there. I was a leader and an elder, of all
our family I was the strongest and the most able to descend to Earth and
not become lost like the rest. I knew this to be true and mourned my
fate. Although I knew it was right and indeed necessary, I did so much
miss my home and I so much wanted to return home to be with my family.
Nevertheless, I knew that duty called and that I had a mission.
As we walked along a wooded plain we
came to what I recognized was a holy Temple. I was not only invited to
enter, I knew I was expected to offer a sacrifice. Thinking for a
moment, it came to me that the sacrifice I was to offer was the same one
that I offer daily on Earth, this being my prayers with their associated
meditations. I began in my mind to recite the Amidah prayer along with
my own form of Kavanot meditations that I use to elevate the prayer
above. I chuckled to myself for a moment realizing that I did not have
a need in this place to rise up my prayers, for I was already in this
place, and this was the altar upon which my prayers rise daily.
As I went through my prayers, I saw a
rainbow of lights floating around me. I could see how certain thoughts
made the lights glow one color and then the next. As I focused on the
ascent, I could see an image descending upon the altar. It had the
wings of an eagle, the face of a lion and its body seems to both glow
and burn simultaneously. With what looked like its talons it grasped my
prayer like prey and took it up. As it ascended it turned to me and
smiled, saying thank you, from all of us. I believe I know what he
meant, but I feared then and now to express what I believe in my heart.
As the image disappeared into the Light, I saw what looked like an
explosion of color, like a merging of forces below and above.
I received certain information that I
was told not to repeat, and unfortunately I forgot it immediately. I
was told I would remember when the moment was right and when the
information will be needed. In my mind, I was told that this is the way
knowledge is transmitted and protected. It is there safely hidden and
will be awaken when the time is right. Again, I chuckled, thinking
myself being programmed like a computer. Somehow, I knew this was
Upon completing my service, I arose from
before the altar. The Temple disappeared and I was again standing with
my family. We exchanged information about goings on in other places in
the universe, about other peoples, some like us and others quite
different. Our minds joined and I could see Aravot, the center of our
galaxy; I could see the Light coming forth from the Holy of Holies
speaking to me and assuring me of the way of Heaven. I was told what it
is I had to do and why I was allowed now for this moment to come home.
I understand it now. I understand that
although I was dreaming, by Earth standards, in truth by the standards
of this other place, I had awakened and realized that my life on Earth
is really the dream.
As I stood with my family, some with
tears in their eyes, yet all of us with smiles, I felt like I was being
summoned back to Earth. As I knew it was time to depart one of the
beautiful people who I believe it best not to describe called to me and
said ever so pleadingly to remember them. She then communicated to me a
special name, repeating it over and over again, and even spelling it out
for me so as to make sure I would not forget it. This name would be my
As I awoke I was repeating this name
over and over again on my lips. This dream was so vivid and so real. I
laid in my bed for a long time, remembering and reviewing every detail,
every image, every communication. I understood now what I thought I
already knew, but now I had more than knowledge, I had experience. I
know how to travel through space and time. It is not by machine, but
rather by mind.
My body is of the Earth, thus when I
leave the Earth I have no need to take my body with me. I leave it here
in the safe hands of those whose job it is to provide protection. I am
then free to travel, to go about, guided by what I know within, that
which lies buried deep within my mind, hidden under layers of conscious
thought. Yet, when my body sleeps, so to does my conscious thought. I
am thus free and aware.
I have come back here to share with you
this experience. I know that many of you also have made this trip. I
also know many of you are my lost family members for which I have come
here to collect. Therefore, I write this to you. Does any of this
sound familiar? Is this all a dream or are we dreaming now?
Without change something sleeps deep
within us and seldom awakens. The time has come for the sleeper to