Dream made real

I had the experience of a lifetime, last night. A longed for experience. An experience not like any other highpoint experience I’ve had, not simply because I’ve wanted it badly, and have now gotten it, but because I’ve desired it so long. A dream that had time enough to sink deep into my imagination; time enough to color with a hue all it’s own, the fabric of my life. Last night’s pleasure, enhanced by a concurrent thought I’d had alongside the dream, all these years, the thought that: “I may never know the fulfillment of my dream.” Imagine friend, to know the culmination of fantasy, while at the same moment watching hopelessness turn into it’s opposite, and then into joy! If last night’s experience were merely the realization of some intense yet momentary desire, one I’d only recently acquired, it would have been satisfying, but couldn’t possibly compare to drinking deeply of a dream fully ripened and finely aged. Last night’s inhaled draught was of just such a vintage. I don’t speak of anything profane or prurient, my experience was not physical, though it touched my senses. It was a caress of spirit, a lifting of heart, like nothing else I’ve known. Few things apart from worship itself, have ever ushered me into the presence of God. Last night’s experience had me dance with the Divine. I know a contentment I never knew possible.

I hesitate to name the experience as it would not be the same for you (most likely) were you to have it, and that being true, you would not understand how I could feel the way I do about what I’ve experienced; and worse you may disparage or even belittle my ecstasy as trivial, if not openly to me, then privately to yourself. So let me say only that I hope you realize some long held, tremblingly hoped for dream in your life, and when you do may it bring you joy, fulfilling joy!