The apparition intruded upon my dream as I lay with her, spoon-fashion, but physically distant. My love energy sparking out of my chest and exploding into her back, fed her as if I were one of those children’s sparklers, held fast in the hand of God.
My surge roused her own energy – invoking a spark that shot out, burst into my chest, finding purchase like a cast anchor, and sucked my energy OUT. The punch to my psyche took my spiritual breath, the pain, sharp from the double dosing.
God said, “Awaken! I’ve allowed this manifest vision of your reality.”