On a Shabbat night, going into the Roman date/morning of 3/16/2013, I woke up after having an amazing dream. I wrote about it in a notepad file and for a while wasn’t sure what to do with the file, but now realizing I can use this blog to document this, I am sharing it here with you all. My notes from the dream I had on that Shabbat are as follows:
“dirt walls, bright day, I was looking straight ahead down a long dirt road that also had these dirt walls on their sides, the road wasn’t as wide as our roads, probably what we would consider a one-way street, people alongside the walls of the road, and a few people sometimes two at a time came to he road and turned to go down it, holding hands and singing.
Everyone who turned down it sang joyful songs, like ‘Joyyyyyy! Joyyy! Joyyyyy!’ and other songs about how Joyful they were, and everyone who turned down it was filled with a joy not understandable, and it made me excited to see how joyful everyone was, and I wanted to go down that road too and sing joyful songs because it looked like fun… and I looked and I saw no end to the road
And everyone who turned was just filled with joy, and singing, and I wanted to go down that road also and sing, and if I remember correctly I needed to grab something, I think my shofar or something
And I saw the skies above this road and the city, and more skies above those skies like layers of skies upon skies upon skies, like many layers of skies, and then these words I heard as you hear in a dream “Seek Yahweh while He may be found, call on Him while He is near”
Then I woke.
I realized we have never experienced the kind of joy that is to come… and we can’t understand what it’s like to just constantly have joy… and to have tears and sadness never exist again… that they would utterly not exist ever again… we haven’t yet experienced the joy… and it just keeps going and going without end… with no end at all…. And I don’t remember in my dream seeing the sun, but I remember the city was lit as if the sun was shining. And it was peaceful.”