Angel

I had a dream one night. I was holding hands helping a dead person walk out of the sea. She was newly dead and confused, but I was not, I was her guide. We walked along the sandy bottom as we looked up at the waves crashing above us. Huge waves curved above like huge clouds do on earth. I reassured her clinging tightly to her hand. We said nothing. She and I both wondered how we 'breathed.' She had recently drowned but I was there for her. We walked out of the sea. Into the light of day there were sparkles of shimmering fireflies amidst rainbows and love. Total pure love surrounded her family and children who waited for her. It was so overwhelming tears were not required. This unimaginable surreal real situation is there for those who walk out of the sea.