There was a force – its presence indescribable, its space comforting, its aura beyond words and its soul so familiar, yet oddly empty. When the force traveled and danced around in the space known as, air, it would whisper and holler at once. Its soft embrace would eventually land on something. Sometimes, that “something” would present itself as the sky, the sun, a blooming rose, a fleeting hummingbird or, better yet, the magical beings even the force couldn’t quite understand – the human beings.

All time and space folds on top of itself, for time is the ultimate illusion. This force lived beyond constructs known as “time”, the force lived in the vastness and yet soothing emptiness of the Universe. So, at this seemingly current timeline, the force landed in a human being, a soul. In an instant, the force knew every piece, every dream, every past, every now and every wonder this soul had ever immersed herself in – because in stillness, creation speaks.

This soul felt the warm touch of a certain something around. The “certain something” was alive but beyond vision and words, it seemed to play in the echoes of love, peace and harmony. So, this soul let down her shield of protection, took a deep breath and let the “certain something” swim in every wave of her ocean.

All else stopped – the walls became malleable, everything her eyes could see became blurry, her mind was blank, but her intuition vividly spoke. There was such comfort in the emptiness; like a connection to something bigger than this life, something vast – something like home.

The force had found its resting spot in this soul’s intuition. Something about it was open but protected, alive but calm and in touch with a fragment of our true home, the Universe. So, the force nestled in her intuition’s vortex and breathed to the tune of her heart’s rhythm.

It didn’t take long for the force and the soul to become one, because together they were already source.

“When you blink, you’re entering two different realities. Eyes open – illusions are present, labels are aplenty, and versions of you are simultaneously testing the piece of you here in this timeline. Eyes closed – you’re home. Empty space, imagination for eons, free of illusional constructs, adventures in your daydreams, a certain indescribable grandness to be explored – a certain familiarity, a certain magic, a certain comfort, a certain home. As you enter and exit both realities, soak in your emotions and be gentle with yourself. You’re here for a reason, a reason to find home in this lost dream you now call, life.”

The force floated away. The soul smiled, basking in the last few whisps of the force’s essence. To the soul, it seemed like a few seconds. To the force, it was a quick forever. The soul knew these forceful visits well, she called them “the in-between dreams,” for they were little in-between moments only familiar from her dreams. The force knew these ethereal visits well, it called them “divine silence,” for the soul is divine and the force, it, has always been silence.

Author’s Note – The Soul is always beyond his/her, the soul is oneness. For the sake of writing, I chose to make the soul “her”, but keep in mind that the soul is beyond all labels.