By Heidi Hollis
It was maybe 15 years ago when I had what I call a “waking dream.” That’s when I have a dream where everything seems so real it’s hard to believe it did not actually happen. During this particular dream scenario, the United States had a great flooding from the North due to a variety of cataclysmic events. It resulted in a violent rush of water that then poured down the middle of our land, by way of the Mississippi River. This flood then ravaged the country indefinitely splitting the nation into two parts, expanding the Great Lakes, making a great divide. The flooding was quick, the sky was dark and all methods of communication were somehow suddenly lost.
At the time, I was living in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, near Lake Michigan. Many of us who lived in the area felt the need to get to the lake to see it for ourselves; this now even deeper, tumultuous and darker-blue lake. There was already a knowing in the air that we had lost many lives and the loss of communication to the other side of the lake felt painful in this once united land.
Then came an awareness and a mutual understanding among us all as we gathered at what was once a hilltop, but now was the edge to this Great Lake. There suddenly came a whisper in our subconscious that there was a way to connect to the other side. There was something that would assist us with nothing but pure intentions, though it had been what appeared to be an element of dismay. Then almost simultaneously, we all leaned over the lake and reached for it with some of us being able to touch it as we chanted repeatedly, “Water alive!” It was hauntingly beautiful, profound and moving. Then a thunderous voice explained to me how water was a part of us as we were a part of it — I knew then that the water was indeed alive as a method of everything.
I was beyond moved as this lesson stayed with me. This “dream” would be categorized as I would do with any other real-life event where I learned something so very meaningful. Back to my waking world, I cannot recall if what happened next occurred the next day or a month later. While stepping in to take a shower, I thought I heard what…