It was early in the morning darkness was still around.
Under normal circumstances, I was always a very light sleeper.
I could still smell the fresh air coming through my window amidst the fresh breeze from the ocean.
Somehow I fell into a very deep sleep.
I don’t know if I was extremely tired or what.
That night I dreamt I was walking along what seemed an unending road.
It felt like an out of body experience.
I felt as if someone was pinning me down to the bed.
Some supernatural force was standing next to me.
Strangely I wasn’t scared but felt calm and at peace.
While I was still walking, I passed people I didn’t know.
Some greeted me and others simply passed me by.
All of them were wearing long white robes.
In the distance, I could hear the sound of a violin playing a tune I wasn’t familiar with.
A thought came to my mind; “Where am I?”
I began searching for my parents but I couldn’t find them because of the masses of people standing or walking by.
In truth, I couldn’t see a motor vehicle or horse-drawn carriage going past me.
Where am I? Did I pass away or am I still alive?
This dream was so real it was at once scary and beautiful.
Did I have a foretaste of heaven or was it something else?
I eventually got hold of my parents but they never recognized their own son.
No matter how hard I tried to convince them it was to no avail.
Was this some kind of test that I had to go through or some warning to repent?
I could hardly breathe in the state that I was in.
The dream lasted for an hour then it disappeared.
I woke up my body drenched in sweat and jumped into a shower to refresh my body and hopefully my mind.
The dream continues to haunt me and I wonder at its message.
I haven’t discovered where I was and don’t know if I will.