Remembering Rama - Dr Frederick Lenz

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Conscience Bay Getaway
by F. P.

It was a couple of years after Rama's physical death in the waters of Conscience Bay, and I had stopped in a restaurant for a quick, late, lunch on my way home. It was my day off and I'd been running a number of errands, but was done and ready to head home for the afternoon. All of a sudden, while eating lunch, I really began to feel unwell. I mean, I felt like I was going to pass out, and I was extremely nauseous. I wasn't sure if I was going to make it through the meal without collapsing.

Somehow I was able to, and I left for home. On the street, though, I began to feel even more unwell, yet I also noticed that there was a spiritual side to my physical discomfort. I still felt, even more, than I was going to pass out, but I also noticed that if I didn't fight it, that I was entering into and out of many different alternate realities. There were a few challenges associated with these alternate realities--like determining whether a green light meant go in this world or not--yet I no longer felt like it was something to be afraid of.

Anyway's, I was ultimately able to make it home without incident, but when I did I decided it was best to lie down for awhile. As it turned out, Maria, the maid, was cleaning the apartment when I got home, and I asked her to leave early because I was not well. Maria did so and I lay down for a rest.

As I fell asleep, I had a dream about Conscience Bay, where Rama had passed away physically. I, too, fell into the waters of Conscience Bay. Yet as soon as I passed under the waves, I found myself, not in the dark, murky waters of Long Island Sound, but hovering over Atlantis. I was still underwater, yet I could breathe perfectly. You might say I was the perfect fish person. I was in an underwater valley, and Atlantean buildings were on the hills surrounding me. These buildings were glowing with a perfect light that I've never seen in any ordinary building. Underneath me, the floor of the valley was covered with precious and semi-precious jewels cut into a marble base. The floor, too, was alive with light. The water was not only breathable, but breathing it had a healing quality quite unlike breathing mere air. While I did see Rama per se in the dream, his presence was felt throughout this Atlantean valley. I had the clear sense that this was where Rama had gone when he passed out of this reality into Conscience Bay.

Shortly thereafter, I awoke. Yet, not only had my unpleasant physical symptoms of a few hours earlier completely disappeared, but I also felt healthier and more alive than I had in many a month.