I find myself in a moment out of time. Sitting in the tall grass of a dimension of the astral plane resembling the Serengeti. Resting with the holy lion gazing up at the stars…at that which the lion is representing…the Universe. The lion rests its head in my lap and I stroke its mane. It comforts me. I look down at the lion. A shift in perspective. I see that as the lion comforts me, I comfort the lion. It is a partnership. It is my choice…to be joyful…to be comforted…to be at peace. And in that choice, it is reflected back to me. Divine union.
I am responsible for how the lion rests. It is through me that the Universe finds peace.