Another Days Journey

I had a dream last night about being alone. Even though I was surrounded by people I still found myself emotionally alone. Undeniably, I wasn’t unhappy about my circumstances, I was just alone. When I awoke and the sun rose and I began my day, it was amazingly full of adventure and excitement. Everyone thought I was alive and entertaining. My glide said I’m confident, sexy, and independent. My conversation was uplifting, funny and encouraging. But no one knew I would be going home alone. And as I took the drive home, I began to think of a place I could detour too so I could avoid returning to a house that wasn’t a home. I desperately searched for a place of refuge, but there was none. There was no where to go, just home.

As I got closer to the house I began to wonder if this was what it feels like to die. See, when we leave, we are leaving here spiritually alone. Even if we die with someone beside us simultaneously releasing their spirit at the same time, we still leave here alone. Our life tests are all different so our journey’s home will be also.  


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10/10/2009 12:00:00 AM
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