“This definitely happened”

It’s 3:45 AM, and I’ve been up since two.

I awoke from a very lovely dream, where I was in the wilderness at such a beautiful time of day – everything was crisp, lit up and glistening, and so soft, gentle, and potent, all at the once.

There were a few different times I either dreamed I woke up or I did briefly where I couldn’t tell if all of this was “real” or not. I even thought, “ no, this definitely happened…” almost like I was talking to the part of me that wanted to doubt the reality of what could be happening – that I could be amongst bears so closely.

Watching the three of them was hypnotically therapeutic. I could tell the mama bear wanted “us” (whoever that was) to keep some distance, but it was still like we all were each other; there was no real distinction aside from what we looked like.

The joy that came over me was something I could only describe as peace – solace – magnified presence – and still none of those words come close to how true everything seemed. True power; protection.

The bear is unmistakably grounded, only defending the truth can catch its attention; it’s almost like only it’s divine duty is worthy of its energy. An unshakable connection to the creator is the backbone of this magnificent animal – if I can even call it that.

Exploring, harvesting/scavenging for shrubs, roots, and berries hidden in the land was like an art form, woven into the pattern of the dream itself – not just in the genetic or Galactic blueprint of the bear. “This is what we do,” she silently told me, knowing I could only move with them in reverence; her tone was saturated in unforgiving deliverance of Love. A bear, through and through.

Coming up out of that space everything was impeccably still, indescribable, and offered perspective, of course, on the certainty that’s available at any time, and just how far I’ve drifted from the part of me that holds this creature close, all of which reminded me of a question I’ve been asking myself lately:

What is my daily need to follow God?

As soon as the momentum of unreleased energy caught, the mind was back to the races.

4:17am