Happiness

Nights are terrible, I thought laying in the darkness with my eyes open. I have to meditate in the evening. It's not the first time, and I forgot even about my singing bowl. Playing it and reciting mantras works so good for me. I don't like to dream when I sleep but at least I feel good in the morning after that.



White light appeared in the right side of the room. It was like a sphere, a big elliptical luminous space.



This time I was not surprised and waited quietly that the figure of the "Angel" will be completely visible. Even this time I could not understand, is it a woman or a man. The figure seemed to have hairs and white long dress. But the look was not important. The great feeling of love was the only information that the senses transmitted to the mind. Only this.



The words of my mantra began to sound in the head.  Astonished, I felt my body immersed in the light, love and sounds. There were not images outside me, my own body did not exist. Only light, love and sounds. Sounds were love. Love was light. And all this was me.



I did not notice when the sphere disappeared. I was happy.



When I opened my eyes in the morning, the sounds of the mantra were still ringing in my head. It was a smile on my lips and everything around me was perfect and good. Nothing is important in the life, I understood, only this love and happiness.



A man in the street stretched me his hand.

I smiled at him.