New Earth Wisdom

I was in another lucid dream state when I realized I was in a boat, in a pond. I looked over the boat to see that the pond reflected back memories of things that struck my heart: my chosen sister Lisa, myself with another trusted adult as a child, and more. The memories expanded and contracted within the water, which also shifted. I then realized the boat was slowly moving without my help through this water of memories surfacing.

I noticed that the boat shimmered gold in the sunlight, as did all the places between the memories in the water. The sky was pink with gold sunlight streaming out in rays that seemed thick and less permeable.

I then saw the golden bridge. I had been here once before: I had traveled to find out who I was, as Nayah, my true identity. This felt familiar, but different. However, the bridge was the same but in a different place entirely.

The boat suddenly approached the bridge and eased me off of it wordless and effortlessly.

As I stepped onto the bridge, I felt warmth under my feet. I wanted to keep walking and sinking into the warmth.

It couldn’t have been more than a few steps when I heard monkeys and the call of the jungle. I looked behind me and there was nothing there at all- just emptiness, urging me forward.

The right side of the bridge opened up to an expansive view of a hill dotted with red and yellow flowers. I immediately felt invited. I heard a waterfall in the distance, and watched the wind ripple through the grass and flowers.

Hearing the silent invitation, I made my way up the hill feeling like I had not only been here before, but I had lived here. I knew the path to the water and so much more..

And then, she appeared. A beautiful Indian girl dressed in a Saree. She came down the hill with a smile as wide and as beautiful as I remembered. As we embraced, she told me her name: Lathai.

Without words, we continued to communicate. And I began to realize that this was a parallel reality or something different than a past life. I felt Lathai existing at the same time. When this crossed my mind, she smiled and nodded.

Without words, Lathai took my hands and began to spin in circles with me in the meadow. And then it happened.

Our hearts fully opened and danced. I felt my heart receive the gift of love. I felt how capable my heart was of love. I felt Lathai give me the gift of love.

As our spinning ended, we sat side by side and took in the feeling of oneness.

As her siblings appeared and didn’t see me, I felt it was time to go. I’ll never forget that last look Lathai gave me as I stepped back onto the bridge: it was a look of knowing, of certainty, and all filled with more heart than I had ever experienced.

As if that wasn’t enough, she let her Saree go into the breeze and I watched it trail through somewhere I knew, as if it had a secret message. I later painted that beautiful image.

Upon waking, I never returned to having less heart than I had found that day with Lathai. The gift continues to grow. I haven’t needed to return to see her, although I believe we share another “other self” that Lathai communicated about to me in our visit. I’ll save that for later, because it happened much later. For I had been given the gift of heart.

I didn’t need to look far to find exactly where in India I had seen her.. I had grown up.. I had.. I don’t know. I just know I was there.

Most importantly, I know that this gift came at the exact right time and I would never understand love without it.

Thank you, Lathai, for sharing a heart with me and giving me the incredible gift of seeing through it ❤

For there is no such thing as the imagination: we are just as much in reality there as we are “here”