He met at the edge of the great desert. He was driving a team of horses pulling him on a buck wagon. He stopped for me and I mounted the wagon. He drove the horses to the middle of the desert where there was a dry riverbed and a single dead tree. The bark had fallen off the tree and it appeared as dry and lifeless as the desert itself. We stopped at this place, got off the wagon and walked over to the tree. He said, "stretch out your arm and touch the tree." I did. With my left arm stretched out and my fingertips touching the tree, I saw a wonderful blue light flow from me around my arm and into the tree. I held my arm in place and watched as the tree came back to full life with leaves and bark and grass growing at the foot of the tree and the river began to flow. 

Another time I sat on the grass next to a great beautiful crystal clear blue river. I touched the grass with my hand and took it back. There where I had touched, a lily plant emerged and blossomed from the ground. I held my hand in the water and watched multiple colors shoot out from my finger tips and bubble into the water. I played. 

Another time I was sitting as at the edge of a small pool, cross legged, with my hands open and faced upward upon each knee. In each hand was a flame. One flame was black and the other white. I brought each hand together and the flame became multiple colors. I placed the flame on the water and it turned into a lotus flower.

Sometimes, I think our inner reality is more real than when we are awake.