Morning Glory

Two months ago, I woke up and there's a guy standing in my bed. I called out thinking he was my friend and before I knew it, he was on top of me. He points a knife on my neck. I was terrified. I have never felt so much fear in my life. I cant believe this was happening to me. He covered my mouth and told me not to scream. I cut my left hand as I pushed the blade away.

In the midst of the struggle and confusion, I silently called for help. A voice in my head told me to calm down. Told me to pause and remove myself from the picture. I felt my consciousness step aside and watched the scene from a third person perspective. I watched as this reality takes place. I felt a surge of light enters my heart. I looked at the guy, holds his gaze and I saw emptiness and loss. I removed his hands from my mouth and told him "Please don't hurt me. I'm not a bad person. I'll give you whatever you need".

He does the least expected, he let go of me and seat on the edge of the bed. I asked him what the problem was. At first, he wouldn't talk. Eventually, he puts the knife away and told me he's just running away from someone and needs a place to hide for a little while. I took a good look of him and realized he's just a kid. We talked for an hour and get to know this lost boy. I told him that I've been there too and that sometimes we just have to reach out to people. We think we are alone but we are not. I told him that we are all the same and everyone feels that way sometimes in their lives. It was an enlightening moment for me.

He apologized for the attack. He told me he was not himself and admitted he was under the influence of drugs. He left soon after and I collapsed in nervous breakdown the minute he was out the door. I shook while I moved around the house not knowing what to do next. I can't believe what just happened. I can't believe someone just broke into my room. I can't believe that with some divine intervention, everything turns out okay. I phoned a friend and tells him the story. We both agreed not to call the police.

I am very grateful for that experience. Though I am still a bit traumatized from it, I'm healing. I have learned so much from that moment. I have learned to let go of fear. I learned that even in moment of greatest despair we should let our love burst forth. And we are never alone and we are always protected by the light. I knew that he felt the light too. I hope that the light continues to shine on him so that he may find his way back home.