There before me, plummeting a thousand feet below, was the lake of dazzling blue and phantom isles. I stood motionless, absorbing the solitude and the peace, losing sense of time and self. Then something brushed me. At first I thought it was the breeze, yet it was almost human, like a soft caress. My thoughts then focused on a rock formation from which an incandescence seemed to emit. I approached, noticing that the origin of the strange hue was behind a group of rocks, as in my recurring dreams ... only this time it was real ! Stand ing there speechless, transfixed, I realized she was conveying a message, yet it was not verbal or by any other conventional means, but seemed direct ... from heart to heart. Reaching out tenderly, grasping my hands, cupping them she drew me near, almost sensuously, her eyes intense, gentle beyond compare, met mine, drawing me in. Her scent was of wildflower and fresh mountain air. I began sensing energy flowing within me, releasing all the blockages acquired through the years, emptying me. Gradually the intensity subsided, her image fading, then altogether disappeared, leaving me with the most soothing sense of peace I'd known.

Time's relentless had been subdued, as though shielded. The details of my return irrelevant. My life irrevocably changed.

Thinking back upon the reasons for such an experience, I guessed I'd reached a point in life where I needed some special help ... a boost, perhaps I'd become too cynical. Regardless, it isn't important whether my story be believed or disbelieved, but that the "feeling" be passed along ... that maybe we're not so all alone, as long as we remain open to higher possibilities.

So no matter what ... don't give up !

~ Brad Kalita

From the Harbors of Light Collection: Inspirational writings, short stories, literature,
poetry and prose from Brad Kalita, founder of Gathering Light ... a retreat.