Over the past two decades, I occasionally had dreams that where both intense and emotionally uplifting, and I would awake from these dreams in the throws of a powerfully vibrant, life affirming, state of being that would stay with me as long as I was just an observer. I was always left with a positive feeling each time I had one of these experiences, and I would feel the afterglow from several hours up to several days. So I appreciated them when they happened, without worry.

After practicing KSMO for several months, I had one of those dreams, and when I awoke, my intuition told me I was experiencing an FBO.

As I recall these FBO dreams, it feels like these dreams are in a sense premonitions of my practicing KMSO. Like they are a promise of wonderful things to come.

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Last night I had a dream (seems like I process things while I dream) where I encountered the gate. In my dream I was walking up to a haunted house, and on the front porch I found a large guard dog whose was barking and growling at me. I stopped a safe distance in front of the dog, and as I looked at this ferocious dog, I noticed his eyes didn?t look angry, only confused and a little bit frightened. I found myself feeling sorry for the dog, and I decided I was going to give the dog a loving hug. Even though I was sure he was going to bite me, and in spite of being very scared, I walked up and gave him a loving hug and compassion. The dog became friendly and happily stood next to me getting his ears scratched.

From where I was standing on the front porch, I could see the front door to the haunted house was wide open, and leaving the dog on the porch, I walked to the door. As I stepped on a spot on the door?s threshold, I experienced an extremely intense echo that included my feet up to my knees. With this stepping, a thought came to my mind ?this is where someone died. With this thought, I became afraid, and I backed away from the threshold.

Today, as I casually reflected on my terror at the gate, I started out this morning feeling unnerved, but as I continued to casually reflect on this gate, I found that by this evening my feeling unnerved had changed to a feeling inside myself of soft warmth, and I now find I?m not as frightened by that spot where someone died.

Life is so rich, I had thought that my spending time near the terror at the gate, and relating to the gate in my heart and soul as my lover whom I longed to be with, was the loving and final realization for me while I calmly waited for my lover?s unexpected arrival.

Just before I went to sleep last night I listened to a CD of relaxing instrumental music by Steven Halpern. During almost the entire time I was listening to the music, I had echo effects occurring throughout my body, and after the CD had finished playing, I went to sleep. While I was sleeping, I had a dream of the gate, but this time the gate was different than before. In this dream I was in small valley with a combination of both soft rolling hills and steep towering hills defining the valley. The valley was much like an alpine meadow with knee high grass, and the weather was beautiful with a light breeze of fresh air. I was walking through the valley when I came upon a doorframe standing by itself.

The doorframe was the dimension of a typical one for the front of a house, and it looked to be made from a thin band of gold. When I walked up to the doorframe, I felt a sense of wonderful joy come over me, and I stopped just on this side of the opening. As I stood a foot or so from the threshold, the light coming through the door was more intense, it was soft, warm, and brilliantly bright. I stood there looking through the door with my eyes wide open, and after a while my eyes adjusted to the light.

Looking through the door, the air shimmered and sparkled, like the alpine meadow was covered in stardust. There was a kind of timelessness to the hills overlooking the valley and upon these luminous hills, velvet-shadow danced as the sun moved across the sky. I felt my heart sing out, wishing to be bathed in this radiant light forever. And, then I awoke.

As I have gone through my day, a new appreciation has come to me. From my understanding, in many different mythologies there is a person who greets those who arrive at the door to heaven, and except for being a friendly doorman, I had never given much thought to what that person represents. Now I see this person in a new light, for I now feel they are a shining example of faith herself.

I had thought that heart felt love was a sign of my nearing the end of a journey, but perhaps it is a beginning.