All my life I had a longing that could not be explained in human terms. It was different from loneliness, different from lack, different from sadness. It was a longing that would sometimes turn into complete, inexplicable despair.
In my 30s I had a dream that I was floating in outer space, holding hands in a circle with wonderfully loving and accepting beings. They were bright shining lights. It was perfection. Like the sweetest blessing. For the first time ever I felt that I belonged.
Suddenly I was aware of my human children calling back on earth and my heart disconnected from the circle and I returned to my mama life on earth but as I was leaving my heart ached to stay where I belonged so easily and so completely.
On waking, I knew I had gone to meet my soul pod for the first time since birth in this life time. Part of my human heart was healed because I finally knew that I belonged somewhere. When I was down, I would recall holding hands and connecting with my soul pod and the longing and the sadness would be soothed.
Our reality is so much more complex than we think.