During my meditation
I gave permission
To all of my spiritual guides
To come and stand behind me
Immediately, guides were there
Then there were hordes of them
Pushing and shoving to stand
Around me
A great crowd arrived
And one said,
“they’re emptying heaven
To stand behind him”
And still more came
I was crying so hard now
And they lifted me up
And held me over their heads effortlessly
On hands of light
And passed me around
As if I was as weighed no more than a feather
It was the most beautiful thing
And I heard many shouting
“He’s back, come see, he’s back”
And heaven lit up
And I could feel it
They all loved me
Truly loved me
An overwhelming love
So beautiful
I never wanted to leave
I asked,
“Can I come home any time I want to?”
“Yes,” they said, “please come back”
And I asked,
“Will it be more vivid each time I come home?”
“Yes,” they all said.