I first became aware of pausing restfully on the watery planet I know as Haumbo. Even as I stood there, I knew that I was immersed within a very high vibration, that came across as being on vacation in a semi-familiar seaside world of tidal pools and dune grasses. I was on a sandy coastline and absorbing the light of a brightly illuminated day. I was in a very peaceful state while meandering about and meditating upon all of the profound beauty and serenity that surrounded me. Yet it also felt as if I were casually "biding my time," in anticipation that something else was about to occur.
There was an indentation in the landscape out ahead of me, partially filled with water - something I would define as a "salt marsh" pool. It didn't seem to be formed from tidal movements, but rather from being indented below sea level enough for seepage to rise up and pool there. There were other entities that felt pertinent to my being here as well, but none of them were in my immediate proximity nor direct line of sight. Instead, I felt them all to be off exploring dunes or playing near the shore while I became preoccupied with an area of space just to the left and slightly above the small pool in front of me.
I remember looking up into the sky and seeing that it was crystalline blue in complexion with nary a cloud anywhere, save for only the faintest of cirrus-like wisps, barely noticeable. As I continued to look up and admire the beautiful bright sky, I began to notice a distortion in my vision. It was like a "blister," or "bubble" was beginning to emerge in the sky above the sandy edge of the pool. This anomaly seemed at first, to be something like a "fish eye" camera lens that just began to "poke" its way into reality from a spot in thin air. It began to happen well above me in the sky as something like a three dimensional bulge growing out from the plane of view just in front of me. But in studying it, I suddenly realized that it was either growing closer or that it was growing larger. At first, I wasn't sure which case was more accurate, but it was definitely drifting towards the ground right before my eyes.
In a few moments, the bubble became iridescent, and in another moment after that, the bubble separated, "hollowing out" into a growing ovaloid ring of iridescent colors that rippled away into invisible edges that merged with undistorted scenery again. Suddenly, I became aware that this iridescent, rainbow colored ring was a portal that simply opened in bare space. It seemed to have drifted down to a height of about four or five feet above ground level and then stopped. It didn't seem to be very stable, but it was definitely occurring in a stationary area of thin air. As I marveled at this glistening ring of colored light, it projected five flower shaped pads outward from the opening with a widening space between each one of them. Each "flower" was rotundly five-petaled, rainbow colored, and iridescent itself. They all floated out away from the opening, without any visible mechanical means. Once they attained five different levels that descended from the opening, they ceased to move any further. (The experience itself was so profound in my dreaming state that I tried to replicate it in an image later, that you might find in one of my chapter headers elsewhere in this book).
The rainbow opening was in fact, a doorway, and the flowers were stepping pads that lengthened out from an otherwise invisible spirit ship. The craft itself was hovering in the space above this salt marsh. Once the pads began to float at their proper level, three figures emerged in the luminescent light of the portal. None of them exited the opening, but rather lingered there for the purpose of enticing me to come hither. I recognized Krista as the pilot, and the sensation that Danqui and Takamo were a sister and brother whom I hadn't visited with for what felt to be a very long time. Danqui is the higher soul of Prairie, and Takamo the higher soul of Tom - or "T-Lee" as we knew him in the physical expression. In this dream they were large entities, sleek looking and tall. They were very beautiful and radiant, and seemingly anxious for me to approach them. Something I eventually did, but at my own pace. The last thing that I remember was gliding up the stepping pads that rested in mid air and a brilliant white light washing over me as I became engulfed by the iridescent portal.