TALKING WIND DREAM
Om Sai Ram Beloved Devotees
I would like to share a very beautiful experience that happened recently.
Yesterday, I went food shopping, as I left the supermarket, a strong wind washed over me
like the sweet breath of God. It felt refreshing and rejuvenating after the frantic energy of the
supermarket.
Then, quite distinctly on the soft wings of the wind I heard my name whispered "Sonya"
I looked up at the pearlescent, grayish blue skies, wondering who was calling me so
mysteriously.
I didn't think anything more about this, later asking my hubby if he was thinking of me around
5pm. He said he was thinking of calling me, so I thought maybe I picked up on his thoughts.
Last night, after anointing myself with essential oil camphor, I fell asleep chanting the Swapneshwari mantra. Around dawn I had the following mystical dream:
I found myself in a mountainous setting, perhaps South America. There were gorges and streams lacing the rugged mountain terrain. I walked with a group of native people towards what looked like a flat, rectangular cave. An elderly, native Indian woman greeted me: "Sonya, I am going to reveal all the mysteries and secrets of the universe to you." I wondered how she knew my name and walked quietly into the cave with her.
At that point, the scene changed and I was with a group of native Indians watching a man dressed up in bird feathers. He was about to do a special mountain dive through the gorge, I don't know why, but it was supposed to be a very dangerous and important ritual.
We all watched as he poised himself like a spectacular bird, his striking feathers fluttering in the wind.
In one smooth move he plunged into the ravine his wings spread eagle, disappearing into the winding, rushing streams below.
After breathless minutes and what felt like hours he emerged at the top of the mountain unscathed and intact. He said there was one part of the jump that was particularly difficult and he wasn't sure he would make it, but, thankfully was able to navigate through it.
The next thing I knew, I was also planning to do a mountain dive, but not as precarious. I called my husband, David on the phone and told him what I was about to do, he was naturally alarmed, but wished me well. Then I started waking up.
Later, that morning when I told my husband the dream, he said it sounded like I had visited some sort of astral dimension.
Om Sai Ram, Happy Dreaming.
I would like to share a very beautiful experience that happened recently.
Yesterday, I went food shopping, as I left the supermarket, a strong wind washed over me
like the sweet breath of God. It felt refreshing and rejuvenating after the frantic energy of the
supermarket.
Then, quite distinctly on the soft wings of the wind I heard my name whispered "Sonya"
I looked up at the pearlescent, grayish blue skies, wondering who was calling me so
mysteriously.
I didn't think anything more about this, later asking my hubby if he was thinking of me around
5pm. He said he was thinking of calling me, so I thought maybe I picked up on his thoughts.
Last night, after anointing myself with essential oil camphor, I fell asleep chanting the Swapneshwari mantra. Around dawn I had the following mystical dream:
I found myself in a mountainous setting, perhaps South America. There were gorges and streams lacing the rugged mountain terrain. I walked with a group of native people towards what looked like a flat, rectangular cave. An elderly, native Indian woman greeted me: "Sonya, I am going to reveal all the mysteries and secrets of the universe to you." I wondered how she knew my name and walked quietly into the cave with her.
At that point, the scene changed and I was with a group of native Indians watching a man dressed up in bird feathers. He was about to do a special mountain dive through the gorge, I don't know why, but it was supposed to be a very dangerous and important ritual.
We all watched as he poised himself like a spectacular bird, his striking feathers fluttering in the wind.
In one smooth move he plunged into the ravine his wings spread eagle, disappearing into the winding, rushing streams below.
After breathless minutes and what felt like hours he emerged at the top of the mountain unscathed and intact. He said there was one part of the jump that was particularly difficult and he wasn't sure he would make it, but, thankfully was able to navigate through it.
The next thing I knew, I was also planning to do a mountain dive, but not as precarious. I called my husband, David on the phone and told him what I was about to do, he was naturally alarmed, but wished me well. Then I started waking up.
Later, that morning when I told my husband the dream, he said it sounded like I had visited some sort of astral dimension.
Om Sai Ram, Happy Dreaming.
