Pick yourself lying in bed,
Warm and cozy,
In your bedroom.
It is night time and you feel safe.
Somewhere within a tantalizing dream,
Something has woken you.
And even though you are sleepy and comfy,
Memories from your dream insist you get out of bed and have a look.
And you make your way to your bedroom door.
Beyond the door is a staircase leading upwards.
It hasn't been there before and it is calling to you.
It is friendly,
It's safe,
And you are curious.
So you climb the stairs.
To the top of the stairs is an open landing and it overlooks the world a long way below.
Across the night sky a bright light captures your eye and draws you towards it.
It dances up into the indigo sky weaving between light clouds.
Like the Pied Piper,
The light calls to you.
You want to step into space and go to it.
You stand on the edge of the landing and take a deep breath of faith.
You step into space and it's as if hands come to you and guide you as you walk a narrow boardwalk across the divide.
Keep looking ahead at the light.
It's singing the deep blue purple night.
Teasing you.
Hiding behind the clouds and reappearing like a game.
As you get closer to the other side of the valley a beautiful soft white cloud envelops you.
As you move through it and step out into a most amazing sight.
A playground set in a vibrant deep blue sky.
A host of angels playing.
Swinging on stars.
Sliding on the crescent moon.
Trampolining in the clouds.
Throwing,
Chasing and catching a golden ball of light.
The sound of their laughter is like music from a harp.
You watch spellbound.
If only you could.
If only.
How long is it since you play?
The child within you stirs.
Once again you are a child.
Perhaps from this lifetime or from another lifetime.
You remember the freedom.
The joy.
The carefreeness.
If only.
Just let yourself go.
Let all responsibility go.
Be free.
Join in the fun.
Suddenly one of the angels tosses you the golden ball of light.
You instinctively reach for it.
It teases you and alludes you and dances away.
You join in the chase.
Abandon all restraint.
Let go.
Be free.
Suddenly you are there with them.
Running.
Jumping.
Swinging.
Sliding.
Throwing.
Catching.
Rolling.
Singing.
Laughing.
You are one of them.
This host of angels.
Totally immersed in play with a golden ball of light.
Having fun.
Free as a child.
From a distance a bell rings.
The golden ball of light dissolves.
The angels fade into the blueness of the morning.
And you find yourself back on the landing at the top of the stairs overlooking the world.
You feel lighter.
Brighter.
Freer.
Happy.
As you make your way back to your bedroom.
To your bed.
Ready for a new day.
Eager as a child.
It's okay to play.
