Last night I had a dream in which I was falling from the sky at full speed and was about to smash my face into a gray, concrete road. I don't know about you, but every time I dream that I'm about to die, I wake up in a cold sweat. My heart pumps hard and when I wake, I'm relieved to find that I was just dreaming.
Last night it was very different. As I was falling, I started to say within myself, "There is no fear, there is only love -- Love only and only love."