Samhain Morning

Date: 11/1/2016

This morning I awoke with a smile on my lips and a lightness in my heart, at 5am. I had been dreaming of a place devoid of time, devoid of space, where everything was bathed in soft golden white light. I was conversing with a gentle spirit, who struck me as female, yet who appears to have been incorporeal. I don't remember our entire conversation, but snatches of it bobbed in and out of my consciousness upon opening my eyes. All I remember now is the tail end of it, "I can not tell you which path to follow, nor can I tell you which way to walk upon your chosen path." The voice that spoke to me was hardly more than a whisper, and yet so kind. I rolled back over and got two more hours of rest in a blissful but bleak dream state.