After knowing that I was being called to Kenya to attend the yearly prayer vigil that circumambulates around the mountain I began to have dreams of doing so. In the first dream I was walking around the mountain and stopped to do one of the seven prayers and as I prayed the mountain rumbled with an earthquake and all around me it split open and an inconceivably bright light burst forth from multiple locations, almost like lightning, yet contrary to the image here, there was no lava, just the mountain opening up revealing the light within it.

Before going to Kenya I had a dream that I was again at my friend Vincent Kituku’s school, Caring Hearts High School, outside of Nairobi and was being introduced to and greeting all of the children there. As I was introduced and spoke with them, we shook hands and spoke for a minute or so and one of the girls who was maybe 7 years old bowed instead of shaking my hand and said “My king, you have returned”. This led to all of us sitting in a circle and each one of the children speaking about what a king or a queen meant to each of them, what it…

Continuing with dreams of being called to Africa, Some dreams that I have are for me, and some are for the collective and this one was for me. I dreamed that I was walking through a very lush forest that I now know is on the Southeast side of Mount Kenya. I was walking with my friend whom I spoke of yesterday, a mature male lion and we were just enjoying being in the forest feeling the vibrancy of the rhythm of the flow of life. Eventually, we came to a very large clearing and walked into it just a little way and my friend sat down and roared, so…