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seemed to change the direction of my life at the time.
It
continues to be a source of strength even now, five years
later. It is as follows:
It
seems that I have come home from school. I become
aware that I'm dreaming as
I stand outside a small
building which has large black double-doors on its eastern
side. I approach them to enter. As soon as I open them,
a
brilliant white light hits me in the face. Immediately
I am
filled with intense feelings of love.
I say several times,
"This can't be a dream!" The
interior resembles a small chapel or meeting room. It
has
large windows overlooking barren land
like the Great
Plains. I think to myself that
this is somehow real in a
three-dimensional sense. Everything is
amazingly clear
and the colors brilliant.
No one is with me, yet I
feel that someone needs to be
there to explain the sense
of purpose that seems to
permeate the atmosphere.
At one point
I walk holding a crystal rod [or
wand]
upon which a spinning crystal circlet is poised.
The light
passes through it and is beautiful.
Upon
awakening, I remember lying
in my bed
bewildered, wondering why the
experience had been
given to me and what I had done to deserve it.
Although
these questions proved to be unanswerable, I did recall
a
significant experience the previous day which seemed at
the time to relate directly to the dream.
I had embarked on
a two-hundred-mile trip to attend
my brother's graduation from Air Force flight
school. I
planned to stay the night and return home the next day.
I drove through
the rocky plains of central west
Texas towards Del Rio
and the distant Mexican
mountains, I suddenly realized that
what I was doing
was for the love of my brother. I further
realized that
unselfish acts had been a rarity in my life; I was humbled
by this. For a long while afterward, I dwelt in this feeling
and watched the sun gently sink behind the mountains
in
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