Date: 2/1/2019
By Wickwoman
I was in or looking into a furnace and the flames were really people doing some kind of tribal-style flame dance. The walls were yellow and the people-flames were black. (Not black people but like cardboard black but my subconscious telling me they were people.). I was disappointed the people flames weren’t red. I don’t recall temperature at all/wasn’t noticeably hot. When I awoke I was reading my email. This message from Author Lissa Rankin was there. I don’t recall ever seeing a message from her before: “When a human is born, the Inner Pilot Light that animates you flames to life, moving through you like warm honey that flows throughout your whole physical form and creates the body, turning on the Great Light Switch of your physical Beingness. When you die, the life force of Consciousness—like a drop of fire—rejoins the Great Flame, merging with all other sparks, yet never ceasing to be the unique spark that is your Inner Pilot Light. Here in the quiet darkness that emerges when the Great Flame rests, the void of pure formless Consciousness can recharge and replenish with no need to eat or sleep or breathe or ski or DO anything. Joined with all the other sparks in the great void, the spark you might call "You" reunites with All That Is and loses its sense of separation. “