At ketamine everything is harmony. Love becomes an action, not a feeling. It envelops all energies. It overcomes the doubts or fears. Those things don’t matter anymore because Love is bigger than all of them. The room turns into a Sanctuary. My brother’s blanket becomes the Earth. Everything is soft and comfortable and safe. Animals and people are free and they respect each other and live peacefully. There is enough for all. Just like God providing the manna from Heaven for the Israelites, no one is without their needs met. Everyone is happy. There is a River that flows through and connects life to each other. Plants and trees and flowers bloom with food and medicine. Babies and children laugh in the water underneath the shining sun high in the blue sky with white puffy clouds. No one has to worry about anything because everything is as it should be. All is well. Everyone is taken care of and everyone takes care of each other. The rhythm of life is Love. Love is the action constantly moving and flowing. Healing. Restoring. And I am in the center of it all. The Mother. I feel so much joy but also a sense of calm and peace. I am content. I know that this is good. I know that this is Creation. I know that this is God and this is how things are supposed to be.
I wake up not sure if this was a vision of the future or the past. I wish it was the present. While I was just so sure of the intention of the World being Love, now I am keenly aware of all the other energies. I falter a little because I am afraid. I am afraid of what I don’t know and afraid to not know at all. Everything has meaning and I see now, this is both the future and the past. I know it as Truth. That Love is competing now but in the end She will overcome. She will be everything. She will win. Not like the fastest in the race or the best of the best, but like a flower opening as a bed for a tired bee. She will win because she has no rules. No judgements. No shame. Only rest and acceptance and freedom. She will win because that is how it was always supposed to be. Love will break all the hearts open and find the tiny spaces to seep into, changing the energies back to Herself. Back to what was. Back to what will be. And all of Creation will not be able to catch their breath for a moment. They will look around scared, lost, and confused. But then, with so much intensity that it must have come from deep within, the breath returns. It is life. It is Love. It is God. And everyone rejoices because what they longed for was coming true and the pain wasn’t there anymore. The lost was found. The dead raised. The anger subsided. And there was nothing left but Love and more Love. And all was well forever and ever. And all shall be well forever and ever.
Amen.

