om mani padme hum
In my mind, my heart, flowing to the good
I am worthy
I am entitled
I am good, made of joy – the joy of this time and place.
Giving thanks for all.
Admittedly – I’m a little bit afraid now and then, a worry time in the night.
But I see the sunrise and know
It’s time
The goodness arrives…
Again and again
I have enough
A million thanks
For the touch of the sun – bright, shiny
Warmth
And the sight of a clear blue sky
Mountains and trees
Water, fishes, gentleness
Our gardens, the breeze
Bird song
Flight
All of nature
Always
Steadfast strength of the Self
Home
Glorious friends
Beautiful family – we are all one
Kind thought. Kind deed.
In health and awe
Treasure
Of this time
My dad and I are having lunch in a bar/restaurant – sort of looks like a country club in Florida (big, sunny windows – a simple place). It’s a glorious time – him and me in a place we love.
The waiter brings a drink for dad, explaining that it came from a friend of his sitting at the bar. Dad gets up, walks over to greet his friend, shakes hands with him, has a good laugh, turns to come back over to our table. There’s a small step down. He steps down. Begins to fall. I think, “oh no, he’s falling…not again,” something to that effect. He falls. Then disintegrates – poof! He’s gone.
I wake up.
All is as it should be, I know. All love