Impure Fires

I saw myself climb up into my mind. It was like being above the clouds, but it was dark, and flat like a cubicle. I think there was an attack, and someone turned into a giant and set fire on all that was there. I was on fire too, but the person setting fire to everything set fire on me as well. The fire was burning off a part of me (my back) regardless of the fact that I was already fire. I realized that part of my fire was impure, and so the new fire was burning me up again. The part of me that was previously impure fire turned to gold and the part that was not pure fire became pure while this new fire was refining /burning it.

Too Much Bread

I saw a place where bread was coming out from. It looked like baggage claim at airports, where the people’s luggage is to come out from, but bread was coming out instead. I flew happily above the bread to the place where it was coming out from because I knew somehow that Heaven was on the other side. But I hit my head on the iron above the opening and got smashed, and blood came out.

Then I got the understanding that I was to share the bread first, so I got another chance and saw the bread coming out again. This time I began to take the bread hurriedly and share it out. I was throwing it on the floor to the people around, then I felt that it wasn’t right. I was supposed to hand it out in an orderly manner, and I did. Then as I did, I noticed the bread started coming out faster and I couldn’t control it fast enough and it passed me and there were plenty loaves of bread piled up.

I realized the error and was given yet another chance. This time I was faster, but it still didn’t work. Many loaves of bread still managed to pass me. Then I finally realized it wasn’t right to work alone so the next chance I got, I worked with people on the left and right side. They were taking the bread as it kept coming out and giving out to others. This time is was better and more efficient. There was no problem anymore.

Sis P.E
23rd June, 2019