December 10, 2024, Snickerdoodle
I dreamt.
I saw myself lying in bed, dreaming. A blue light descended upon me. I felt the gentle light filling my soul. ‘I’ was being pushed out.
I felt myself drift into nothingness as the light grew stronger. I was forgetting who I was. My memories were being erased. The love for my friends and family grew dim and faded. I was being emptied of myself and being filled with blue light.
“I’m sorry, but I am not ready.” I said with sadness and regret. “I want to be made anew but I am afraid that such a drastic change will make those around me afraid.”
I felt understanding come from the light. It too was filled with sadness because I was not ready to accept it.
“I’ll be ready one day, please do not leave me completely.” I said. “Be patient, I need more time to prepare myself. Plus, I am not worthy. I am a dirty creature, an awful person. I do bad all day everyday, my thoughts are nothing but disgusting pollution. I must prepare and cleanse myself further before I am worthy.”
Kindness and understanding radiated from the blue light. It departed from me but I felt a small piece remain in me. I reached out and touched the small piece. I was filled with tranquility and serenity. One day I’ll be ready. I cried out with joy and grief.
I awoke.