I recall my dream about being an angel. I had my eyes closed the whole time as I rode skyward towards the bright, white sunshine. I could feel the warm intensity and that caused me concern.
I was reclined comfortably on something cloud-like. I felt the ascension and different shifting of directions every which way. But I was amazed that I didn’t fall off.
I was afraid to burn up if I got too close to the sunshine and kept my closed palms in front of my chest in prayers.
I rode on this contraption for while until I stopped somehow and somewhere in what appears to be a garden because I may have seen greenery in front.
Then I got out inside a building and the reconnaissance began.
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