Endless Columns

Blue, green and purple cellular automata filled my vision in a living mosaic. They vibrated, oozed and swirled into fractal like patterns then converged into sepent like coils then then into a flower like mandala that somehow folded into a place of endless columns. Living mosaics covered the pillars and glowed with a vibrant energy.

Inhabiting this place there were ancient and eternal beings who emerged from the surfaces and depths, living within the constant flow. One of them came near and we communed, sharing thought, This place was familiar and I knew I had been there several times before but had forgotten when. It was almost as though I had never left.

When I thought of my mother who passed away this summer and a friend who had died a few months ago, the being helped me recognize that what I needed was to simply love them as I remember them. What I needed to grieve and heal and grow was to practice loving kindness. 

The vibrant world faded and I sank into the rich organic darkness of my body with my eyes closed. I floated and flowed with the music as I settled back into the world.