Opening the floodgates

I was vacuuming earlier and kind of tuning in to the drone of the machine and hearing a friend’s song playing softly in my head.  I stood for just a moment basking in the sound, which also had a Presence to it.  “Opening the floodgates,” I heard/thought.   I asked inwardly, “How does that phrase apply to me?” I’m shown visions of being filled to overflowing, filled to bursting, flooded with ecstacy. “What does this mean to me?”  In the next instant, I’m standing in that holy space of suspended animation and see, in my mind’s eye, my friend standing with fingertips over eyes. In the next breath, both hands come down at the same time. A river rushes through, as though a dam had opened the lock to allow the water to pour in.  It felt like liquid light.  The blinders/beliefs?/resistance removed (for he? for I?) and the way opening as never before. A moment later I was just Andrea vacuuming again. I wonder how it will unfold to delight us all?

UPDATE: A week later, a friend told me he posted on his page that the floodgates were opening for him. For me as well.  I love confirmation of the spidey sense!

UPDATE: One month later, on his birthday, he got a call his temporary job assignment had ended.  Exciting times ahead, every day is a new beginning.  May all his dreams come true.