[Redbook2:161-162][19800130:0015]{A Dream of Healing}[30th
January 1980]
19800130.0015
Three
of those vivid narrative-type dreams I have had within the last year:
In
the first, I* was the Healer, divinely inspired, who raised two men
from the dead; and certain details (of which only the effect is
perhaps now fully remembered) in the behaviour of the crowd and the
two dead men made this extremely convincing: specifically that this
was done by me, not with the crowd aware of what I did, but
discreetly, so that they did not attribute it to me: when the crowd
looked elsewhere, (but under my gaze) the bodies stirred, and lived,
and knew that I had done this, and regarded me with suspicion. The
conviction is in the fact that there was no glory in it for me, no
worship from the crowd, but my own knowledge of wholeness and the
divinity of All which had given this power to me for that time.
I
awoke and thanked God, almost in tears.
*[But
see the entry following the third dream]
[continues]
[PostedBlogger24122014]
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.