apurtell

8-5-11

I had a dream last night that I hugged God. I was dreaming something, I can’t remember what now, when I suddenly found myself at the entrance to this grand room and I just knew that I was dreaming. I started to think about what I should do but I had this feeling of a presence there that couldn’t be ignored. It swelled within me, this energetic enveloping within, and I knew that God was there.

I started to walk forward and I called out, “Father?” The room was very large and round. It had a very high ceiling (I couldn’t actually see the ceiling). There was a warm light all around (not bright or dim), and I was slightly aware of designs or balconies or something along the walls, but I didn’t look too closely. My attention was focused on this raised platform in the middle of the floor. It was round like the room and took up most of the room; there was almost just a walkway around it.

I floated up to this platform and saw a man standing there. He was very attractive but not in a way that you’re physically attracted to someone. I guess I should say that while I didn’t feel any physical attraction to him, I could see that he was very attractive. He seemed about my age and almost looked like Jesus but different. He had shorter dark hair (not clean cut but not shaggy) and a form fitting dark beard (not long but fit his face) and dark eyes. He didn’t seem to radiate any emotion, he was just there.

He smiled and said something about how he was always listening to everyone or always with everyone. It felt like he was trying to explain why he wasn’t always “there.” Which meant he always was there, but almost like he was trying to give an explanation as to why he couldn’t really show himself to us? Not an apology but an explanation.
I asked him if I could have a hug (I was content and happy inside). He said, “Of course you can have a hug.” He opened his arms I walked into them. We hugged one arm up and one under the other. It began sort of awkward since I wasn’t sure how to hug him (arms above or below his) so I followed his example. He held me for a few moments and it was nice. It just felt like hugging any other man but I knew it was God.

I told him that I was sorry he was so busy with everyone all the time (not exact words but the gist). Somehow I knew he was ok with being the way he is though. We were the same height, so I wasn’t short or tall, we were just even. We just “were” together for a moment and it was nice. I didn’t feel anything spectacular, no big rush of energy, no big revelations or anything…just a moment hugging someone and I knew it was God.
That’s all I remember, but it was nice.

Note* I thought this was a strange dream to have since I'm not actually religious. I feel I'm a very spiritual person but I don't follow any one religion and don't know that I believe there is a God in the sens of there being one being. To me God is more a collection of awareness and energy that we're all a part of (if that makes sense). Anyway, I was aware of this in my dream as well, but I couldn't deny the presence before me.