A mother whispers a vision to her son: a woman in a seamless suit brings a dead red planet back to life, filling it with waterfalls and forests. Ships arrive carrying people who travel by thought alone. Then she disappears.
Let's stop for a moment here and picture what she was describing: a planet stripped of all life, red rock and silence as far as anything or anyone could see. And now, beautiful waterfall, green, alive and abundant, ships arriving from across the galaxy, people traveling home by just thought. And returning to a world that had been given back to them by a being who worked alone in a seamless suit on a dead red earth until the work was done. This is what came through my mom quietly in her own voice on an ordinary afternoon.
