Flight To Unknown Destination
I was in a dream with much money on my person, sufficient funds, with a visa on my passport to an unknown destination. I was in an ecstatic state of joy because of the destination even though I do not know my final destination. However as with dreams it never occurred to me the need to check my Passport to confirm my destination. As far as I was concerned, the destination -where ever that would be- was a dream come true and long expected. I was flushed with excitement about the prospects of travelling out, I thought; «God has been merciful to me”!
As earlier mentioned, I had all that was needed to enable me embark on a flight to ‘only God knows where’. I not only had sufficient funds and a valid Visa, but also ample time to prepare for the journey.
Then came the day of my much anticipated departure; to my uttermost shock, and most sinh nam 1991 menh gi frightening profundity, I had left several things undone; one: I had not bought a ‘Ticket’ despite the ‘Sufficient Funds’ at my disposal; two: I had exhausted the ‘Sufficient Funds’; three: I had forgotten to secure a ‘Transit Visa’ (In the dream I understood that my flight would stop over briefly at a Transit Point- Saudi Arabia- before continuing to its final unknown destination).
I found my entire situation most distressing, downright disappointing, sad and to say the least shameful, not to say out rightly disgraceful. I was in a state of panic; words cannot fully appropriately express how I felt within me. Suffice to say I was perplexed, completely overwhelmed, confused and at a loose.
PART 2: Plunging and emerging.
It was in that state of extreme emotional shock that I lapsed unconsciously into a mental recall; seeking, searching, prodding deeply within for a clue, or a glimmer of hope, a beam of light to illuminate the sudden darkness that had enveloped me.
So began my descent into my depths. I spiraled within the inner self like an astronaut in orbit, weightless and floating in a timeless void. I was at the mercy of the invisible spiritual elements of gravity that pushed, pulled, and tugged at me. Then I felt a gradual warm glowing as within, and in my unconscious state I felt a sudden apprehension of a fire on the aftermath of the warming glow. At that point I felt lights flashing, and I plunged deeper, thunderous flashes swallowed me whole as I was sucked deeper yet into an abyss of dazzling blinding kaleidoscopes of colors; then pitch dark blackness.
I struggled to gain vision, slowly the dark faded and I surfaced into consciousness, I saw clearer, and comprehended better.
At this point I will like to mention that the experiences I narrated above are a spiritual phenomenon I am unable to explain for better comprehension. Just as in dreams I am unable to explain the depths of the transformation narrated above.
In my conscious state I could fathom from the ‘plunging and emerging’ an ethereal insight, echoing; “there be in life reasons for every matter -even the seasons have reasons- but it is folly to apply self to reasons; wiser to engage the mind on the lessons of every season in the course of life”. As the echoes faded I became filled with calm like a river.
Then again I sat and took flight on the wings of thought. As I soared, I saw a mountain and nestled on it. There on the mountain the view became clearer; I saw that I needed no ‘Transit Visa’ from my departure point (I could secure a transit visa on arrival at the transit point) to land in Saudi Arabia for an onward connecting flight to my final ‘Unknown Destination’. My thoughts fluttered and twittered in the nest; of what use is this knowledge without a flight ticket, and without funds? I kept pondering and wondering why?
I mean I had ‘sufficient funds, ample time and a visa’ to an unknown but cherished destination; but I could still end up zero. I continued to mourn my failure, loathing myself, my waste, and who knows, possibly my death.
When I came to surface I became conscious of a mass of people around me, of noises, humans going and coming, and like one recovering from a trance, better still from a daze, I slowly adjusted to my surrounding. I was jolted quicker reality by the barking and howling of a dog. To my utter dismay I realized the dog was actually confronting me. I ushered it away, but to my surprise it kept circling me as if to pounce on me. And not too soon, another dog joined in, they both were violently barking, viciously growling, and moving in circles around me. By now I was very much alert and very frightened. More as a precaution to defend myself than actually meaning to attack them I kicked out at them. I was consciously mindful and afraid that they could leap at me.