Yesterday a vision found me while I was drinking coconut chai and watching my favourite jacarandra tree from my office.
Whenever a vision finds me it begins with a feeling. This feeling is hard to describe because it’s more physical and visual than most feelings, but let me try to describe it for you.
Imagine a warm tingling sensation that makes it’s way from your feet to your head. It’s like amber-coloured maple syrup being poured slowly up your body, and you’re aware that every inch of your flesh, moment by moment, is being covered.
The syrupy sensation is also light and luminous, as if droplets of rain are falling on you, and, as the tingly sensation reaches your head it moves like light waves into your brain.
You then see light fragments in filaments and shafts of coloured streaks. And then, the light begins to pleasantly implode upon your mind, pulling you deeper and further into yourself and its warmth.
The deeper you fall, the more delicious the sensation becomes, and now you’re melding and merging, entwined with Light…
Back to my vision now…
I’m no longer in my office sipping tea, I’m lost in the delicious syrupy sensation of the Light. As my third eye opens to view the “inner world,” I see myself on an aeroplane arriving at a large city at night.
The clusters of the city lights are mesmerising, and their stellar constellation reminds me of outer space.
I feel like I’m witnessing an ethereal pattern of universal and cosmic intelligence, massive and encompassing yet interwoven with the delicate precision of a weaver’s needle.
The view from above is spectacular, and as I marvel in the knowing that we are all interwoven in a cosmic dance, a voice says, “This is how you all look to me. Stunningly beautiful in your unique light-ness.”
I know “the voice” is referring to our energy fields, and the way our unique auras combine to create a universal galaxy, and in the next moment, like light, I zoom down from my stellar view into my own energy field.
I plunge into its luminosity, its 12 chakras, its 12 energy bodies and its light-ness. I move down, down, further and deeper until my consciousness is in one cell.
I am now one cell of myself.
I’m experiencing myself at my most tiniest level, and paradoxically, at what seems an infinite level of being – an expanding stellar constellation that reminds me of outer space. Then suddenly I realise I’m back in the aeroplane watching myself land at a large city at night.
I’m marvelling at the ethereal pattern of universal and cosmic intelligence I see from this elevated space but I’m also in one cell of myself; I know that one cell of my being holds all the information and light of the entire galaxy.
The voice says to me, “You are all magic cosmic dust, expanding, evolving and returning to me.”
I’m engulfed in deep joy and pure bliss, knowing I’m loved beyond my wildest dreams.
We are all connected in a stellar thread of light. We’re all pulsating, moving, dancing to the rhythm of its infinity.
If we can remember this, life becomes so much more light-filled.
with love,
Belinda
