It has been a rough couple of months for me physically and the pain has not abated, so what happened last night while I slept enraptured me when I woke up.
I had exquisite vision last night during a dream. I danced! Pirouettes! Extraordinarily vivid. I literally felt my feet touch the floor and relished each delicious step I took. I am still bathing in the freshness of it.
I have had dozens of dreams in which I am walking or dancing. Sublime and lovely.
I wonder if there exists a place in that vast beyond where I might hear the sweet words – “Might I have the pleasure of this dance?” and I will blissfully answer, “Oh, yes!” as I gracefully rise to my feet, take hold of his hand. and dance in the moonlight, upon oceans of feathery clouds, surrounded by millions of shimmering stars.