Dream: Follow Me Through the Grey Door
I saw this woman in a dream last night. She smelled like lilies and lavender. "Have you? Do you?" she asked. "Only yes" I said. "I'm so happy that my children are here as I walk down the pathway." "I know." I smiled. "This is just like they have said it. Opening a new door." "It is sad to see the decay of the things of this earth." I said. "I am the resurrection and the life, I make those who slumber wake, I give body anew. I take away the sins of this world and the sorrow of decay. With me you will find eternal peace. Mine is a teaching of peace." She turned, in her lace-hemmed dress, with a smile, and walked on. There was no harsh light, but it was grey and soft, like a silent movie. The purple-gray of eyelids. "Follow me through the grey door." I follow. This time she was young and a crone at the same time, her hair changing from blonde to white. "Nothing is permanent. Never is my absence perman...