PStormy

THE DREAM - I had a dream recently. I was in a horse stable. There was a chest high river of horse manure flowing, lava-like, through the stable. The image was quite vivid. I could even see the hay-like texture of the manure. I was walking along the ???bank??? of this river, watching, seemingly unaffected. There was no odor. I was not in any way repulsed. I was only just experiencing. I had a type of crime scene investigator booties on. I was almost ???water walking??? along its bank. Unaffected. Observing only. Presently, I emerged from the stable into a beautiful, sunny, blue-sky day. I was in the back yard of a wealthy man???s ranch in Solvang. Open, grassy knolls, several people along the penumbra of the event, watching.Soon I see a large Swallowtail Butterfly ambling its way, lazily, toward me. As it approached, I???m thinking how neat for it to come to me, and begin willing it to land on me simply by desiring it so. I consciously realize that, if only I enter meditative consciousness, it will indeed come to me.I lift my right arm almost directly over my head, extending my index finger. I enter meditative consciousness???. and this beautiful creature alights -- directly upon the precise tip of my finger!Gazing up at the lovely one, I see that the sun is shining through what has become its nearly-transparent wings, yellow-hued now along their edges.At the exact point where the lovely one is in contact with my finger, there is pristine light, emanating as spokes from this ???hub??? and exploding perfectly in every direction.I awake. And I arise to a day of sublime serenity.