I CHOOSE CURTAIN NUMBER ONE, BOB
by Gail Fulkerson
Drifting between sleep and wakefulness,
The in-between place, where dreams wait to unfold.
Heed the beckoning,
That sweet enticement to set aside the shackles
Of physicality and fly with all manner of dimensional beings,
Who have been eagerly awaiting your return.
Relax; breathe.
Feel the cares of the day dissolve;
The softening of your body as muscle tension eases.
The lines begin to shift and blur;
One more breath as you pass through the veil
That separates this reality from the next.
Look.
You are still connected to your body.
This is where you come alive;
This part of your spirit
That travels to other worlds,
Other dimensions,
While your body sleeps.
Your spirit craves these nourishing connections
And the knowledge gleaned
From the places you visit;
And from the beings you meet.
This is where you play.
This is where you learn.
This is where you reconnect.
No fear, only glorious adventure.
You come alive as you float and fly,
Dissolve and reassemble, weightless and free.
The energies feel warm, inviting,
Wholesome, healing, restorative.
Your nightly travels take you wherever your
Spirit needs to go,
Realigning with your resting body
Moments before you become fully awake.
Then, there comes a day,
When you lay down in your bed,
Weary to the bone,
Waiting for sleep to overtake
And refresh you,
Make you ready for the next day’s work.
But death has other plans;
It arrives to escort you
Through the Veil for the last time;
Your last big sleep.
The tether between your body and spirit breaks;
The frayed ends pull gently apart and
Float away, one from the other,
As the colourful light of your energy
Flows from the ends,
Gathers like energetic clouds
That dissipate into the Void.
The days of awakening in your bed are over.
You are free at last.
Do you remember now?
You’ve always known how to travel,
How to leave your body and return,
Enriched,
Bursting with stories
Of adventure, knowledge, and wisdom.
This is the final journey,
The one you’ve been waiting for
All your life!
I can see your huge grin
And smiling eyes!
Your hair blows back
As your speed matches
That of the speed of Light!
Infinity never looked so inviting!
*~~*by Gail Fulkerson
Drifting between sleep and wakefulness,
The in-between place, where dreams wait to unfold.
Heed the beckoning,
That sweet enticement to set aside the shackles
Of physicality and fly with all manner of dimensional beings,
Who have been eagerly awaiting your return.
Relax; breathe.
Feel the cares of the day dissolve;
The softening of your body as muscle tension eases.
The lines begin to shift and blur;
One more breath as you pass through the veil
That separates this reality from the next.
Look.
You are still connected to your body.
This is where you come alive;
This part of your spirit
That travels to other worlds,
Other dimensions,
While your body sleeps.
Your spirit craves these nourishing connections
And the knowledge gleaned
From the places you visit;
And from the beings you meet.
This is where you play.
This is where you learn.
This is where you reconnect.
No fear, only glorious adventure.
You come alive as you float and fly,
Dissolve and reassemble, weightless and free.
The energies feel warm, inviting,
Wholesome, healing, restorative.
Your nightly travels take you wherever your
Spirit needs to go,
Realigning with your resting body
Moments before you become fully awake.
Then, there comes a day,
When you lay down in your bed,
Weary to the bone,
Waiting for sleep to overtake
And refresh you,
Make you ready for the next day’s work.
But death has other plans;
It arrives to escort you
Through the Veil for the last time;
Your last big sleep.
The tether between your body and spirit breaks;
The frayed ends pull gently apart and
Float away, one from the other,
As the colourful light of your energy
Flows from the ends,
Gathers like energetic clouds
That dissipate into the Void.
The days of awakening in your bed are over.
You are free at last.
Do you remember now?
You’ve always known how to travel,
How to leave your body and return,
Enriched,
Bursting with stories
Of adventure, knowledge, and wisdom.
This is the final journey,
The one you’ve been waiting for
All your life!
I can see your huge grin
And smiling eyes!
Your hair blows back
As your speed matches
That of the speed of Light!
Infinity never looked so inviting!
GAIL FULKERSON
Tarot Card Reader and More!
PO Box 424
Dundurn, SK
S0K 1K0
Phone: 306 492 2373
“I do not answer calls from numbers I don’t recognize, so please either leave a voice message or send a text.”
Email: fulkerson.gail@gmail.com
Call me - We’ll talk!
PO Box 424
Dundurn, SK
S0K 1K0
Phone: 306 492 2373
“I do not answer calls from numbers I don’t recognize, so please either leave a voice message or send a text.”
Email: fulkerson.gail@gmail.com
Call me - We’ll talk!
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