Spiritual paths

I'm at coed. Feeling ill.

A gathering has been organized. I don't know if I can attend. But I want to.

Anyhow, I'm lying down in the bee area. And a load of people come dressed up ready to do a ritual. The ritual involves John the bee man. It's to do with the true story of Easter.

Lynette reads about the true story of our king the savior, how he doesn't rise from the dead like Jesus did. But we embrace the spring anyhow.

Everyone is stood around. I have to get up from my sleep to witness the ritual. The costumes are very elaborate.

Now people are leaving and I'm worried I'll miss them. Because I'm ill. But I manage to get up and follow. And I've gathered my cloths together to get into the ritual spirit.

I find myself heading to the wellow garden, my brother has put on a play performance in the garden, all my friends are there singing. I see Gemini and the others from coed. It's intensely moving. The song my brother is singing is a pagan song which has these rounds to it, about love. I ask my brother how did he get to do this in the wellow garden. He says that its not the wellow garden.

I nowlook closer. And see that I'm in a similar garden but it's different.

We are in the city. Ancient stone work around the house, but clearly bath stone. James shows me just outside the house. Some of the most amazing intricate stone work I've ever seen. Detailed patterns that look really modern. Abstract and complex. I'm reminded of the sculpture I see in Zimbabwe as well.

Now I'm walking into the beautiful architectural city of bath. The ritual has continued into a processing into a cathedral. Everyone is enjoying themselves and costumes are flying. I'm wearing my white cloths, in combination with a black and a red one. I'm not sure what they mean, the black and the red. I think of the Cuban flag. It has a slightly more edgy look as opposed to the pure white cloth, which seems more appropriate for Jesus s death and resurrection.

I see two of the girls I met at Doris. I want to chat to them but keep losing them amidst the crowd. Now the performance takes a different turn. A heavy metal dj starts playing some really edgy heavy metal in the church and metal heads get up to nosh to it. I join them for fun because it seems so inappropriate in church.

One of these guys is triggered by the cloths I'm wearing. He approaches me to threaten me but I dance with him and he can't get near me. I display my agility by climbing up a monument outside the church and standing on one leg. It's high, but I don't think he will follow me.

I am told by him that its not what I am doing that he can't do. It's the cloths and authority that they represent. He can't touch me. I have a greater presence.

I am shown that this man has been an extreme sports person. He is telling me about how he concurred his fear. Little by little taking risks. And each time it gave him more confidence. He told me of a risk he took that changed his life. He took a sky dive over the city that went wrong. But he survived it. His parachute did not open properly, and he fell through this building onto the sports field. There were eye witnesses. He was rushed into hospital. This experience he says put him on his path in life.