SATURDAY STORY - DECEMBER 2, 2023

 SATURDAY STORY - DECEMBER 2, 2023

SATURDAY STORY 

Leah woke from a deep sleep - if it was sleep. It was the most authentic experience she ever had. It wasn’t sleep - but it was ecstasy, complete and totally LOVE  

LOVE - the word was ethereal - it wasn’t a word - it was alive - an immersion - a reality that superseded all previous realities.

Leah tried to put the experience into words - but she couldn’t. She tried to explain it to me, and what is below is what she told me. (But, after seeing my words, she laughed and said it was a billion times more than what I wrote).

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Leah was in a sea - an infinite ocean - even traveling at the speed of light; she knew she would never reach the end.

But it wasn’t an ocean. She stammered. Maybe it was like being in a womb - maybe like the Amniotic fluid in the womb - but … it wasn’t.

She was in a sea of such pleasure, such love. There was a warmth - a glow to the sea. But it wasn’t a sea. She could breathe the love; the texture was perfection, and the aroma, the touch, the completeness of the love was palpitating.  

There wasn’t an up or a down. She did a somersault in the environment. The knee that had ached before didn’t ache at all. As she turned and swam, she could see each cell in her skin - down to the atoms that made up that cell. And, she could see the entirety of her body - glistening also. Every cell was alive and complete - but the billions of cells that made up her body were somehow connected in this vastness of love.

Her mind was at rest, engulfed by such joy and deep peace. Was this the “peace that passes understanding?” Then her mind was not alone - but something was with her in her mind.

The “something” said, “I love you so much, Leah,” - but it wasn’t words, it wasn’t a thought, it was such a complete, overwhelming experience. Leah had known love from childhood - the love of her parents, grandparents, sister, teachers - but that experience she had called ‘love’ wasn’t love at all - but a microscopic, poor imitation of this perfect love that transformed her.

Was this God somehow? Was this the “life after death” that various ministers had talked about? She didn’t know and didn’t worry about what it was. She knew she just needed to let it be - let it surround her with such passion and ecstasy.  

There wasn’t time - maybe it was a tiny fraction of a second or a millennium? She didn’t know - and honestly - didn’t care.  

She was alone - but not alone. She could see and intimately feel all people for a time (whatever that meant in this environment). She felt the presence of her parents and her grandfather. She felt the presence of (could it be) Abraham Lincoln (or was it George Washington). This infinite ocean of love was whole - but still so empty compared to the love that glowed in and around her.  

There were things in this environment. She passed a Ferris Wheel that she had enjoyed at age five - but it was so ugly. The beautiful violin she had played floated by her - but it was scratched and horrible.  

The person - who wasn’t really a person - that was both tiny and enormous - that was with her was so beautiful.  

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She couldn’t tell you how long she was there - but she told me she was there an infinite amount of time.  

I entered her environment at some point, and she was with me - in the humdrum world known as Earth. She was luminous, radiant.  

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And, I “knew” she had been with God - the Infinite, the Perfect, the LOVING!!!

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LOVE WINS

LOVE PERFECTS US

KAREN ANNE WHITE, ©, DECEMBER 2, 2023