On January 3, 2005, I dreamed that I was walking on a path along the shores of a beach which I felt was in the Caribbean (Jamaica) where I'm from originally. The path was not paved, but was instead covered with white gravel stones and led to a small wooden beach house featuring a verandah with a door and a window on the right.

I walked up two or three steps from the ground to the verandah and, just as I got there, I turned around and saw a colleague of mine from work. He was walking up the same path and joined me on the landing. I asked what he was doing there but I don't recall his response. After he joined me, we both entered the house and went into a room where we found a middle-aged Caucasian woman. She presented me with a folded-up white cloth. I recall my friend looking on and smiling and he seemed very pleased with the proceedings.

I awoke after that and went to work the next day, and for the most part forgot about the dream. This all changed on Wednesday (January/ 5), when the same colleague and I were walking towards the elevators. He casually asked me, "So, when are you going to tell me about your dream?"

I replied, "What dream?" He said, "On Monday you had a dream. We were together on a beach." I turned to him and asked, "How do you know this?" He started chuckling and asked what else I remembered, to which I replied; "The white lady."

He then said, "Don't you remember, she gave you something?" I replied, "A towel, I think" He then said, "She gave you a white robe - this is a good thing. It means you're on the right path and now you know what you must do." I learned that this experience was a confirmation for me of the existence of a spiritual realm.

Since that event, my whole paradigm on religion has shifted to a spiritual interpretation of what God is. As I try to figure out what it is that "I must do," the experience has been invaluable to me in providing the comfort of knowing there is more to this world than we can see.

Colin A. Campbell
Toronto, Ontario

Posted Aug. 3, 2009