The Birth of the Day

Once I woke up at night from a very careful touch to my hand. I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the ground in the forest clearing, and by my side, holding me by the hand, my Angel was sitting. It was dark, but I noticed him smiling – thus he greeted my waking up.
- The miracle is going to happen soon, and I want to show it to you… let’s go?
Of course – yes. It’s impossible to refuse what the Angel offers…
While getting up I noticed, that I was wearing the same nightgown, in which I had gone to bed.  The Angel noticed my embarrassment and, pressing my hand supportingly, whispered:
- No one will see us. But the thing I’m going to show you!... – and his eyes were scintillating with smile and wish to share his joy.
And the fact didn’t matter to me any more – it was impossible to resist that smile. And he was right – who wondered on the clearing, what I was wearing?
- We have to hurry up not to miss it.
I got up and made several steps following him…, and felt already with regret, that I was barefooted.
The Angel looked at me playfully (even in the darkness I could see his bright eyes full of childish joy – they were making fun of my embarrassment and diffidence), and I understood – together with him there is nothing to worry about, all the more that he is also barefooted, and is leading me by the hand…
Now I felt that it was chilly here. My feet were stepping on the cold ground. I trembled slightly from the cold.
I pressed unconsciously my Angel’s hand.
- It’s going to pass soon, and you’ll get warmer. We have to hurry up… But I would like you to close your eyes. It’s better to perceive some things with your body, not eyes…
- But I won’t see where to go. – I looked at my bare feet.
- You don’t trust me? – again affected reproach and hardly noticed chaffing in his eyes. His hand holding mine as if saying “don’t worry – I’ll be leading you”.
I closed my eyes obediently, yet with a little anxiety, and we continued our walk.
- Try not to miss anything. Perceive now with your body and feet. Later, when I tell you – you will open your eyes.
Very soon I got warm – we were walking rather fast. My Angel was holding my hand, and I trusted him.
Now my feet were stepping on wet send. I felt as if we were going on the park paths.
But soon the sand turned into a stony path. And it became more difficult to walk, especially barefooted and with closed eyes. But the Angel asked to bear and not open my eyes, if I could. And kept leading me further, with the same pace.
I got tired – my feet got sore. But I thought – the Angel knows what he’s doing.
The stones became sharper, and I found them with my bare feet more and more often. I was barely standing on my feet, and I started stumbling.
- Hold on – we’ve almost come.
I wanted so much to open my eyes and stop, but sharp stones gave place to the bedewed grass, growing on the soft ground. And cold dew released a little pain and burning in my feet.
The roar of falling water came to my ears from not so far. We were quickly approaching it.
I heard us to be quite close from the waterfalls, but the Angel didn’t stop. We came to the cold water, and the wild roar fell on our heads.
And I broke – I startled and cried out of unexpectedness, it being difficult to breath, opened my eyes, came after the Angel to another bank behind the waterfalls and…
We were standing, wet and cold, holding by the hands, and watching the huge red disc of the morning sun coming on the brightening sky from behind the horizon.
Everything around came to a standstill, witnessing the birth of the day…
I forgot about the pain in my feet, stopped trembling from the cold. And even the waterfalls stopped roaring.
The huge luminary was rising, majestic in the silence of the dawn, blessing the birth of the day.
… One after another the birds started to trill. The water began to roar again…
We looked at one another and smiled happily.
- Good morning is the start of the good day… You will have many tests, but you will stand them all.
The Angel came up to me, took me on his arms and carried back – to the clearing. Through the raging stream and sharp stones…
And on the clearing he put me back on the ground, sat down near me, took me again by the hand and whispered:
- Time to wake up… - and I saw a satisfied smile of the one, who had made me the best present in my life…
…and opened my eyes. And, taking away the blanket, ran up to the window…
And there, far away, from behind the roofs of high buildings was rising not yet quite woken sun…
Thank you, my Angel!

Comments
by Messan Foley

The path to true happiness, the journey to Enlightenment is a rocky road - a road those who choose to walk encounter pain and suffering; a walk with bare feet on sharp stones. They must willingly detach from their habitual material, emotional.. comfort, walk unashamed and endure the journey holding the hand of the intuitive voice within and trust that voice they have called upon for guidance. It is important to journey the road " the eyes closed" to avoid the discouragement of the bumps and "sharp stones ahead", but "trust the leading hand of the Angel ". Even though one is often tempted to give up the loads on the shoulders, the length of the road, one must persevere in order to reach and enjoy the view of "the luminary disc", that always awaits those, who make it to the end. They discover the true happiness. The result of their transformation  " The thing I'm going to show you".
27.01.2012

Serious spiritual seekers are always tested, put to different tasks and harsh trials etc... But a spiritual seeker must endure all trials, must be like a willow bent by the storms but never broken, because one holds the hand of his/her angel while walking with pain on the sharp stones. In this commitment with God to discover who we truly are individually, we are asked to prove through pain, suffering and detachment... that we are worth and deserve it. The ascension to the summit on the spiritual path is hilly. If one does not give up, PLEASE LET'S NOT GIVE UP , then on the top above all clouds is the  brighter light.   
02.02.2012