Anyway - to the dream.
Many people crowding around in a large airy room. I began to look at the palms of my hands and soon the energy began to flow. Multi-coloured beams of light, flashing like forks of lightning in an electrical storm, flickered between the central points of my palms - known in Chinese Qi Gong as the 'Laogong' - or the 'Palace of Toil'. I looked up, and others were also beginning to move the energy in the same way, and soon the whole room was full of Light, flickering and sparking in rainbow colours of great intensity - one between another. In my dream I knew what was going on - I had seen it before, many times. My dream progressed into tumbling, vibrant images, too complicated to process with a waking mind, and soon morning came, and the late summer sun lit up my curtains with a fire so bright they looked like they had been woven with threads of pure gold.
This laogong Light, this energy in the palms of our hands, holds incredible power. This is the power that moves mountains and creates worlds. This is the timeless, infinite energy of which we all are part. This is the Universal Life Force that flows without end through every being that lives, has ever lived, or ever will live across all time, space, realities and dimensions. It exists within and without. We cannot know it or understand it, we can only accept it IS.
In dreams all things are possible, and so it is. We forget, when waking life seems so solid and permanent, that what we perceive exists only because we believe it does. Nothing is real, except the Energy of Life. Nothing is real except this. What is this? It is what it is... It's Love