I found myself in another place, I want to say some other dimension or world where I could see a canal of water flowing through a tunnel that had ornate columns on either side. Again, it seemed dark, at night, but coming down the channel was a vessel with a curved prow that emanated celestial music and divine feminine energy. Was it a boat full of Goddesses of art and music? Could it be Sarasvati’s sacred ship?
As the boat approached me, it began to morph. I wasn’t sure what I was looking at. I saw more than one pair of arms and faces. A ship full of Goddesses, or…
A giant white Swan, floating gracefully along the river upon which was a beautiful Goddess with 6 arms and 3 faces, wearing a golden diadem of precious stones. Again, I found myself to be utterly awestruck as to what I was looking at, thinking there is no way my imagination could have possibly cooked that one up.
I felt thirst in my physical body back on Earth and with my consciousness half in the material world, half in the Spirit world, I reached for my stainless steel water bottle to drink some water. Simultaneously I perceived the 6-armed Goddess to be holding something out to me – a golden chalice. I reached out and held edge of the golden chalice to my mouth as the rim of my metal water bottle touched my lips, as I drank fully and deeply the sweet nectar of Mercy.
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