Do I Trust You?
She stood at a black wrought iron fence, gripping the bars as she stared longingly through two spires at the flower garden.
The scene panned out, revealing that there was only a single panel of fence directly in front of her.
God walked toward her through the sea of flower blooms.
"Love," he said softly, "you have access to the garden."
"I can't get there," she replied frustrated.
"Love," God repeated, pausing before continuing, "there are many paths to the garden."
"I keep trying. I'm trying so hard and it is not working! Ugh." Her hands clenched around the bars of the fence, eyes squeezed closed as she tried to force a vision.
"Love," God whispered to her soul, "allow."
God moved beside her and asked, "What do you see now?"
"Still nothing."
"I see, I see." God sat down on a tree stump that appeared behind her.
She spent several more minutes struggling with the bars of the fence. Each passing minute felt like a metaphor for the months she had spent working on her spiritual awareness. She wrestled and wrestled and wrestled, until finally, she collasped to the ground in defeat.
"Love, a house is not built without a solid foundation. If I give you the key without teaching you fundamentals, the roof could collapse. There are many things I'd like to teach you before I activate your vision to a higher awareness. To use your vision, there are some tools I'd like you to have in your toolbox first. Do you trust me?"
She looked at God as if she understood completely, yet she had no idea why.
"Do I trust you?" her soul whispered. The question unearthed something from within her, triggering tears of release from the deepest of places.
Slowly, she began to walk in a circle around the stump, examining the energy around it. She couldn't see God, but she could feel God.
Flowers sprouted around the base. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of the blooms, wrapping around her senses. Her body flushed with goosebumps.
"Love, there are many ways to experience your intuition, sight, smell, feel, hearing, and more. Open your heart, love."