We went on a wonderful journey to 1953. The wind was blowing when I stepped out of the car and I could smell masculine cologne from an era long gone, yet so safely enveloped in that thread of time. I could feel him there beside me; the presence, and I could see the places he once walked in my mind's eye. My heart was full yet sad, somehow. I always think I'm strong but I am never prepared for the sea of emotions that follow the things he shares with me. I found him sitting cross-legged on the floor with a bunch of other young men in 1953. I was asked how I knew it was him. I answered, 'his smile.' No one one else has his smile. He always rolls up his top lip and tucks it under, and his bottom lip kind of forms this little loop. 
I wish I could have stepped back in time and stayed with him forever. He asked for me, but the higher power sent me back to the complicated 2013. I had to go, but one sweet kiss before I do, my love. I will see you again, beautiful. Some day, forever.

This was a tiny story I had on my private FB page.  Wanted to share it here.  In June I had a dream that I was in San Pedro, walking, looking for something--I'm always searching for something there in my dreams.  Sometimes I find a small, white house with new wood inside, or...it seems like something that is being re-built.  In the dream, something from a long time ago was reaching out to me, and I felt afraid.  I found myself falling back into the 1950s, (although I was not alive during that time) with cars from that time period passing by, people walking, and there were bubbles everywhere floating through the air.  White fluffy clouds spotted the sky, and a bright gold light was present.  Some events took place over the summer, then, which coincided with this dream. 

Someone horrible reached out from my past, and I don't know why.

 Everyone seemed to know about it right away.  I had visitors at my apartment; I did not invite any except for one.  It was a chain of events.  I went on a journey and seen something from long ago.  Even though I was having an unsettling experience, I found something of grace and beauty I thought was long gone.  I found someone in this fold of time whom I love a great deal.  This goes to show how something evil can sometimes create something good.  While on my journey, though, I felt sad that I couldn't share it with anyone.  No one understands, and no one cares, really.  Nonetheless, though, it still made me very happy to be a part of that world. While there, I made a promise to someone--not here any more--in a holy place.  I said, "From this day forward, you will have my heart.  I promise to never give it away to anyone else, ever again.  You have my love and devotion, for as long as I live, and thereafter.  I will deny you no longer."

In the night I stopped breathing and woke up, choking for air.  It was then I had to come back to the present.  I still need to complete some things.

While I was away, people close to me phoned and stated they felt I was with someone.  I laughed, because I was not with anyone, except the ghostly presence which follows me to the ends of the earth.  Nonetheless, the presence was there, and everyone felt it.

It was a beautiful experience I can't get out of my head or my heart.  I will carry it with me always.