Apocalypse – May 1972

roaring and breaking
lava spitting – glow
flowing – a new universe

One morning when I was 17, I woke from a dream with a sense of relief breathing in all cells of my body:
The almost abstract picture I had seen was – the world coming to an end, yet, at the same time I knew, even in the dream: The world is SAFE: This is simply transformation – something new is coming, growing.
Reflecting on this now, over 40 years later, I realise that it built on the experiences I had when I was 9 yers old. Yet, the pervading sense of Trust was fresh.
Not that I shared the dream or the sense of Trust that remained with me, inside.

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~ by Barbara S on June 11, 2015.

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