Calling Me Home


I left the room

Away from the party

Away from my friends

And sat down on the bed

Warmth came over me

As I rested my head on His shoulder

Sheets brilliant white

No face

No figure

But safety

Warmth…like I said before

Soul heating energy

Like sitting on seat warmers in the car after a long day of skiing

But even more than that

And as I laid there

I asked

So you mean to tell me there’s…

“Of course there are.”

So you mean to tell me there’s…

“Yeah, they pop up every once in a while.”

So you mean to tell me there’s…

“I think you know the answer to that question Evan.”

And then the conversation went silent

But I was still asking questions in my head

And question after question was answered

And life as I saw it flashed

Event after event

All came to the front of the stage

No pain

No suffering

Just clarity

At this point –  I understood

It was clear

I woke up to tears streaming down my face

Warmth despite my wet hands wiping my eyes

Forever changed

Forever warm

– Evan Sanders

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  • joseph elon lillie
    September 5, 2013 at 2:35 am

    I love these moments when dreams touch reality and the clouds are rolled back in both worlds.

  • prized1
    September 5, 2013 at 2:38 am

    Wow! The hidden message is very moving !

  • prized1
    September 5, 2013 at 2:52 am

    Reblogged this on Prized1.

  • chaisme
    September 5, 2013 at 3:35 am

    If I have interpreted right, for you Him means God.
    But for me Him or rather in my case its Her means my subconcious. Both are the same I believe 🙂
    Nice piece you have written 🙂

  • Hidden Passions
    September 5, 2013 at 4:28 am

    Clarity!.. Most people (that includes me) wish not to look back at the journey, analyse and act upon things that they could have. If you have come thus far.. it sure is a good sign.

  • Iain Sutherland
    September 5, 2013 at 4:34 am

    Simply beautiful imagery. Thank you for these words!

  • tinabrenee
    September 5, 2013 at 6:20 am

    Wow – how absolutely beautiful this post! I could feel it, see it, hear it. I had a similar dream once and the most beautiful thing was how I was able to communicate with my Maker without speaking a word! Thanks for sharing – I look forward to more.

  • freesaints
    September 5, 2013 at 9:32 am

    great post, love the imagery.

  • Charles
    September 5, 2013 at 3:39 pm

    A beautiful piece of peace Evan .. Thank you.
    Keep making those calls my friend from far away!
    (I write this from a remote part of Cape York, Queensland, Australia)

    My very best regards to you.

  • The Brighter Side of 40
    September 5, 2013 at 3:41 pm

    Beautiful. Words so powerful they stir my soul.

  • magmap
    September 8, 2013 at 4:12 pm

    Great job. you hit on things that only a person in touch with the spiritual world could put into words. Thank you.

  • John Robinson
    September 9, 2013 at 5:57 am

    THANKS for subscribing to my funny-caption photoblog. I hope I can bring you a smile (or at least a groan) every weekday.
    –John R.

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