THE MAGIC IN DREAMING AN IMPOSSIBLE DREAM

It was a beautiful out-of-this-world blending of two souls in a once-in-a-lifetime, dream-like sharing of intimacy and the springing forth of hopeless head-to-toe passion that for the moment knew no bounds. Two strangers unbelievably coming together as one, freely giving and taking of each other as if all that mattered was this one magical moment in time. Past lives mattered not...They had the precious present with its sensitive and unsurpassed bodily-awakening emotions. If this was a dream, the couple mutually hoped it would never end!

I awoke to streams of early morning light filtering through bedroom curtains, but there was something about this particular awakening that was different from all others -- an at-peace recognition that I had just been blessed in a way that I had felt would never again be possible. Without dressing, I rushed to permanently capture in words the soul-satisfying rapture that I had just experienced; lest it should escape me yet again and for one last time.

Oh My God, how I need that...To relive unconditional giving and receiving in a loving one-on-one human context that heretofore had been lost to me. To know that I could be capable of experiencing any of that, if only in a dream, was consolidational and soothing to my weary, deficient soul and failing body. I faced the day ahead with renewed hope for the possibility of things to come and the beauty of the unknown. That's all I needed!

That's truly all any of us needs -- to love and be loved; freely, instinctively and unconditionally. Or, failing all else, to be reminded of it in one magical and dreamy God-given moment of blessed unconscious slumber where anything is possible.