Before closing my eyes for the last time the other night, I had an inquiry for my inner self. “Please tell me what I am to do next.” I implored. “What am I supposed to do in order to obtain my Clear Mental Image?” With these thoughts running through my mind, I fell asleep

At some time before I awoke, I found myself standing upon a ledge overlooking a box canyon. Below me, built up to the back wall of the canyon, was a temple. Beautiful and majestic it stood, painted in a glory of colors that would please Solomon himself. As I gazed admiringly upon its splendor, suddenly and without warning, the walls fell down.

When the dust had cleared, I could see that the walls were not real but rather made from timbers and covered with painted cloth. It looked like nothing more than a stage prop. It was only a mere façade imitating the grandness that it had pretended to be.

I descended down into the wreckage and soon discovered a large boulder propped up against the far wall behind where the temple once stood. The rock rolled away to reveal a small cave behind it. Inside of this cave a person was squatting in a fetal position like an embryo curled inside a womb. As I looked on, I became this awakening embryonic person. I sensed that I had been asleep in this hidden place for a very long time. As I rose and left this area I began to experience my life anew, as though I had never seen the wonders of this world in all of its glory before. All of my senses were experiencing a heightened awareness and I was filled with an overwhelming sense of comfort and love.

Shortly thereafter I awoke.
Today has been filled with calm.

Bruce, what a beautiful and inspirational story. I am grateful that you had this experience and shared it with us.

Paul

For me there are few things as enlightening as a really good dream.