no turning back, just go
don’t be glued to what we do
life’s full of ups and downs
remain as one piece
it’s inside us
key is being free
normal to err
One morning I woke up and immediately felt very, very strange. Getting out of bed I looked around and discovered I was in a high-end, swanky hotel suite. And, there was someone in the bed. I had no idea how I got there, or who the person in the bed was.
Then I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and saw someone completely and entirely unknown; in all ways different from myself. But I didn’t feel like someone else, I felt exactly like who I was and always have been.
Panic kicked in. I wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of whatever hell I had found myself in.
Just then the door to the other room in the suite opened and a man walked in and greeted me. The person in bed woke up, stretched, yawned and asked the time. The man replied, “It’s time to get a move on and do this thing, right?” and looked at me, waiting for a reply.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak. What was happening? Why was I here and why was my spirit separated from my body? Am I dead? But then he looked at me and asked me a question, what does he mean?
The woman who was asleep was now awake. Her soft voice was like hearing an angel, if ever there was one. She was gorgeous, long brown hair, eyes twinkling. She could melt the frayed ends of the cord with her voice. She got out of bed, her feet touching the floor.
The man looked at her and said sorry for last night’s bickering. He didn’t mean to hurt her and could they start again, he pleaded. Their eyes met and they embraced, kissing and whispering sweet nothings to each other.
And then the alarm clock signalled me to wake up …. What a dream!