The Last-time Dream

By Lynne, Crofty, United Kingdom

I met a lady about twenty-five years ago. She came to my salon of health and fitness. Three times a week, at 7:00 a.m. she would be there and doing an hour of Toning Table exercises. As it was too early for most, I would chat with her to keep her motivation up. And she told me all about her family. The result was that over the years we became firm friends. She was twenty years older than me. My mother had passed on. So it was a warm, almost friends-mother-daughter relationship.

Well, the past three years or so were hard for her. She had a fall and hurt her knee. But was insistent that Spirit would heal it. We all asked her to visit her doctor, but she had none of it. I did what I could, because now as friends I needed to cross the line of therapist. Not easy.

So last year, she had another fall at home. And caregivers were brought in daily. Her real daughter lived in the USA and could come over rarely. I visited almost every day. After a year or so came the last fall. She was hurt and needed to be hospitalized. She was almost ninety and one could see she had given up. She did not want to end her days in a hospital, in a ward for the old and infirm. She asked many times, why wasn’t she in the Santa Maria private hospital. But her daughter didn’t do anything.

So last September, after a visit with her that I knew would be the last time for me to see her in this life, I had a dream that night.

She and I were climbing a huge mountain. It was grassy and muddy, raining and cold. We climbed and climbed and rested in fallen down stone buildings, which were animal shelters, and old fallen-down farms of years ago. She was tired but determined to carry on. I was with her all the way. But it seemed we were getting nowhere. And then, I looked up, and saw an opening in the dark sky, a circle of blue sky. And golden light beamed down. I said, “Look up.” She did, then turned to me and said, “That’s it I’m off.” And took off like a two-year-old with a big smile on her face.

I woke up and wrote it down and will never forget it. I appreciate Eckankar and all that goes with it. My gratitude has no bounds.