,” I would tell my husband, heading out to fill its pages with light, experience, and love.
At the beginning of work, I had a dream where I saw a tiny daughter, the size of a palm, sleeping on my left shoulder. There was an incredible force of attraction between us – a sincere and tender Love. Later, I was shown my daughter as a full-sized newborn, and our connection with her felt just as boundless. I gently swaddled the baby and asked my husband to find more swaddling clothes – everything happened so unexpectedly that we hadn’t prepared for her birth. Holding this miraculous bundle in my left arm, I lovingly took care of household chores and then lay down with her in bed, breastfeeding her.
I felt an invisible, yet infinitely wise force guiding me through this process. All the signs, dreams, and messages formed a unified picture, as if someone were patiently painting it on the canvas of my consciousness. The Universe itself seemed to be saying, "Trust, and everything will unfold as it should." Time seemed to slow down, allowing me to realize the depth of what was happening. The dreams became more vivid, and the feeling that my "little one" already existed grew stronger with each passing day. I perceived her as a living being, ready to come to life.
One night, I dreamt of a spiritual guide – a woman seer who approached me with quiet, yet powerful awareness. She looked into my eyes, and I felt a thin web of light unfold around me, creating the sensation that I was at the center of something much greater. Then, I looked up at the sky, and in the column of clear light stretching into the boundless height, with which I felt connected, a large white bird appeared. It gently flew towards my head and settled on my left shoulder.
– You can't even imagine how much your little one wants to be born, – said the woman, her voice filled with love and wisdom.
I felt a deep connection with the bird that had flown close to me, as if it were an invisible part of myself. Now, recalling that moment, I suddenly felt the echoes of the seagull from Richard Bach’s Jonathan Livingston Seagull, which once helped me remember the essence of transitions between dimensions. It was as though clarity had been activated within me, a realization that the consciousness peacefully observes the shift between levels of perception (dimensions), where every occurrence is not a coincidence but a harmonious response of life, revealing its highest purpose.