Last summer when I was on my travels, I dreamt I met an older Native American man in New Mexico who pointed at me from a distance and said to me with great seriousness, “I see you. I see you for who you are.”

It troubled me at first because I was on a journey of self discovery, still hiding who I really was under the title of “The Unexpected Medium” and not giving my name; so it was quite shocking for someone to say that directly to me. Evidently it showed on my face, because he walked over to me, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Do not fear being who you are. You are you. Embrace it. Live it. You, the magnificent Worker of Light.”

I was speechless, yes, me, speechless. He continued with, “You have greatness, and I see it in your shimmering silver and golden light that surrounds you. Show us who you are!”

I couldn’t do anything but cry. He hugged me tight and whispered, “No tears in the world can wash away who you are to be, only who you thought you were.”

Later that day, I met an older Native American man who pointed at me and said,  “I see you. I see you for who you are.” I was frozen solid as he walked toward me and put his hand on my shoulder, and together we said, “Do not fear being who you are. You are you. Embrace it. Live it. You, the magnificent Worker of Light. You have greatness, and I see it in your shimmering silver and golden light that surrounds you. Show us who you are,”

He smiled, I smiled; and while we hugged I whispered, “I dreamt of you last night.” To which he replied, “And I of you.”

 

Originally posted August 27, 2015