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A Dream.

The warm sun shining high in the sky made me feel sleepy, so sleepy that I punched up the two cushions in my wheelbarrow and laid myself down for a light nap. Closing my eyes I could still see the sunlight it came through my eyelids like two round balls of light. The balls of light suddenly took on a life of their own and started turning, round and round they went both spinning in perfect time. Spinning and turning, then the light came in flashes. I found myself falling, falling ever deeper, until I reached a state where I did not know any more whether I was falling or floating. Then I felt myself rising, rising higher and higher. Was there to be no stop to this experience? I have no idea of how long I was in the state of falling or even floating and the rising, rising ever higher seemed to be forever. Then it all stopped and I floated around something that I could not see, my eyes are still tightly closed.

The voices I heard next, soft voices, brimming over with kindness, each welcoming me. I heard the voice of my Mother she crooned to me as she did when I was a small child I distinctly heard her singing a lullaby that I had not heard since I was a babe in arms. Who am I? What am I doing in this place and what is more where am I? Questions buzzed around in my head. With eyes still tightly shut I listened to other voices that I instantly recognised. My Father, My Grandmother, My Grandfather, other voices mixed in, voices I had heard all those years ago when I was a baby. The questions poured back into my head, this time questions that I was half afraid to ask. Am I dead? Is this heaven? Is this Hell? Then all time seemed to stop and I heard a silence that was so deep that it was frightening. Nothing moved, I all alone here in some place that was not of my choice. Who had brought me here? I am not frightened just curious the silence mocked me. I could not think any more. Deadly silence. “Open your eyes,” The voice is gentle there is no harm in such a voice and I slowly opened my eyes. The brightness of the sun’s light was now replaced with a soft bluish lighting that was restful to the eyes and I might also say to the soul.

The soft gentle voice spoke again, “You have so many questions in your head, relax and I will explain to you what has happened.” Your family here have such a longing to see you that they overstepped a certain barrier.” “It is not time for you to be here and I must return you to your wheelbarrow. It is only fair that after you travelling all this way you shall see your departed loved ones.” Then it was as if a curtain had been taken away from my eyes. I saw all of the familiar faces; my family had wanted me so much that I too had broken a barrier; it is not time for me to be with them. I have a gentle wife waiting for me in my home I must go back. Music filled the air soft delicate music that was soothing to the ears the light turned from bluish back into a bright light and I saw for the last time all of the waiting faces. My eyes spun once again and the floating turned into a rushing fall that was frightening then once again I awoke in my wheelbarrow. I have never told anyone about this my experience as many would say I have been hallucinating, that is seeing things that are not there.

I will leave it up to you to make what you will of this story; did I go to Heaven for a few seconds of eternity? What was the meaning of seeing and hearing all of my family and friend’s faces and voices? I do not know, perhaps I died for an instant but it was not time for me to stay, I had to come back. Who’s voice spoke to me telling me that it was all a mistake? Is it just another mystery to keep we frail humans on our toes? A testing perhaps before we finally pass over that barrier called death.