Heavenly Dreams

I've had this reoccurring dream for as long as I can remember, honestly, I don't remember a time I didn't have it... or at least some version of it.

The dream goes like this.

I've fallen asleep somewhere; the couch, the floor, or even the porch swing. I remember once, having fallen asleep in the car on the way home from a family trip. I am completely aware of the movement around me, I can hear the commotion of everyone gathering their things and heading into the house, but I am so tired, so completely lost to the world that I can't even open my eyes. It's like, they have been cemented shut, and no matter how hard I try, they will not budge, I am unable to open them.

Anyway, wherever I am, I can sense someone picking me up and cradling me. Ever so gently, I am being carried to the place I belong. Whoever is carrying me is sweetly speaking to me, soft and low. Their words float through the air to my ears like a butterfly on a cool summer breeze. Their breath is warm and comforting to my ears, lulling me into a sense of surreal security, making me feel so safe and secure that I begin to nuzzle into the neck of my caregiver, surrendering to the peaceful call of the sandman.

They place me onto a bed, I don't know if it's my bed, but it is soft and cool and the room is invitingly dark, but I'm not afraid. Something about this room is familiar and calming. I hear voices and laughter from the other rooms, yet I remain in a state of slumber. I feel happy, peaceful and content, as I sink deeper into this calm. I feel my mouth beginning to curve into a smile, and my head becomes heavier, sinking deeper into my pillow, and it fits perfectly into it, like a glove.

I feel my breath as it begins to slow down, almost nonexistent, and each breath is longer than the last. I consciencely feel my chest rise and fall, deep breaths in, and then slowly escapes from my mouth in a smooth rush of air, repeating this way until I have drifted into another dimension.

As I become aware of my new surroundings, I see shimmering lakes and clear azure-colored skies, beauty like nothing I have ever seen before. I feel myself beginning to rise, although I am still laying still. The air is full of sounds that I can't quite place, yet I am unafraid. Everything is new and different, but it feels as if I have been here before, many times.

Something about this dream is a little different than the ones before. I am feeling some feelings I have never felt, is that crying I hear? There is music playing and I can still hear voices, but they sound sad. I have the sense that someone is touching me, and they are whispering and caressing my hands and my face. Everything feels different. Still, I am unafraid.

Okay, I am being carried again, but this time, there is no neck for me to nuzzle my face into. I can hear singing in the distance and voices in the other room, but they are more distant than before.

Everything is still and quiet now, in perfect peace.

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What a wonderful dream.