this morning I woke from a dream.
In the dream it’s night and i’m walking in a sort
Of undefined high prairie landscape.
And though i can’t see him, i can feel the presence of
A man that’s walking with me on my right side.
And i’m complaining to this presence that
i’m angry with god - i’m angry because god wants me
To do with my life things that i don’t want to do – I’m angry
Because god Wants me to be ways that i don’t want to be. And the presence says to me that i have it wrong, that i don’t
understand - that god only wants me to do what
i truly want to do in my truest deepest heart.
And then i’m alone and i spread my arms
And i begin to turn in circles and all the stars in the sky
Begin to revolve and move with me – and my turning creates
A great wind and as i’m turning faster and faster the stars begin
To streak and Blend together into a sky turned to light and i’m spinning
So fast that i begin to come apart and dissolve and become
A part of the Light
And then there’s a jolt and I wake up to one of my cats
Sitting on my chest wanting breakfast - and in my truest deepest heart
I want a cup of coffee and a cigarette