Friday evening, as I was getting ready to go to bed - after a quite long "evening", I had one of my bouts of insomnia so I didn't get to crush in bed until a little bit after 3 am - I felt a presence. Hard to describe. A beautiful, beautiful presence, and I just felt happy. And as I laid in bed, with my eyes closed, I somehow "heard" (well, not physically heard, again, hard to describe, I heard in my mind if you want to call it that way) a delightful sound like a carillon (those ancient music boxes). Instantly in my mind came my garden, the way it looks in summer, and on that image, started to superimpose flowers. Not just flowers in a flower bed, but it was like someone was pouring flowers all around me, and those flowers were like sprouting from her hands. And I smelled those flowers (again, in my mind). They were beautiful, colored flowers. And I had this wonderful feeling of happiness. No, I didn't take any drugs to cause me hallucinations.
The feeling hadn't left me since. It actually feels like back in the late '90s, when I loved the whole world and everything I desired was happening. Maybe that was my Guardian Angel. Maybe it was a fairy. I don't know. What I know is that it's back and I'm happy (this time for real) again and looking forward to miracles to happen.
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