Divine Frequency

Happy Summer Solstice! I had another wildly lucid harmonics dream (the fifth of its kind in as many years) that I was in a circle of light orbited by bands of oscillating colors and pitches. Once again, an intelligence communicated to me from the center of the light through some form of mental telepathy that I was being “harmonically recalibrated” by the tuning fork of the universe so that I would vibrate at the “divine frequency.” As the colors and pitches changed in strobe-like pulses, surges of energy shot up my spine like fireworks, with the oscillations coming faster and faster, increasing in interval and frequency, bending upward in pitch – higher and higher and higher and higher – until the top of my head exploded in some ego shattering celestial orgasm. Suddenly I was many stars and all of space at the same time, simultaneously pulling at and supporting myself.

“We are all of it!” sang the stars.

“I AM,” echoed the vast expanse.

I hung there suspended in a state of awe and bliss as galaxies bloomed before my eyes like time lapse photography. And then, at long last, I felt the sensation of floating downward through light snow, and I became aware of my body again, and of a pulsating whir that brought me back to density. As the whir faded and I wiggled my fingers and toes, I could make out strains of music in the far distant reaches of space time. The sounds of a tinkling piano.

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~ by Christine Anderson on June 21, 2011.