The Golden Throne Meditation
“My love,” God said quietly, “invite others to join you on the Golden Throne.”
In God's office, he was picking up items preparing to leave, “Love, follow me,” he said as he walked out the door. He was carrying a pack, an empty book, and a handful of hand tools.
I walked for several minutes, following God's lead walking along a path that looked like a well-worn hiking trail.
We arrived at a clearing where God laid his pack on the ground. The clearing morphed from a beautiful prairie to a throne room. “This is a secret spot,” God said, looking up at me as he opened the top of his pack.
The room looked like it belonged inside a castle. Large stone bricks lined the floor, a large golden throne sat adorned on a pedestal in the middle of the room.
The items from the pack were now spread on a dark wood table.
“Love, these items are tools that are available to anyone that visits the throne room,” God said, looking at me with the slightest smirk.
“And?”
“And,” he paused, “have fun.” God smiled.