Yesterday I had my “Armour suit” massage at 4:00.
Sometimes during the massage I space out and go elsewhere. I don’t know if it is falling asleep. My practitioner knows when I am gone, because he is telling me to roll my leg to the left against resistance and I will just stop in the middle. I usually see pictures and tell him what I saw.
Yesterday I saw a dream that I had years ago.
I dreamed that I was looking through a window and the sky was black, with stars. The stars started to fall. The stars were all angels, all falling, slowly, down. I wanted to ask the angels, “Why do you have to fall?” but I was frightened. I was terrified. Because all of the angels were falling: every one. Slipping slowly down the sky.
Then I saw their faces. They were not afraid or angry or resisting. They all had expressions of acceptance and peace.
In the dream then there was no window between me and the angels. I was in the dark too and falling slowly. I did not resist. I knew I needed to let myself fall, like the angels. We all must let go and fall. I was crying even as I accepted it.
I wonder why the angels were made to fall. I think they fall for us, to show us acceptance and love.