Vision explained?

I believe it was on the lesson day for "There is nothing to fear," I was on a train to Hamilton. With eyes closed, drifting in and out of sleep, I had a beautiful crystal clear vision of a funnel of clouds with streams of light webbed in its walls. It was stunning. As soon I opened my eyes, still in wonder, I thought of my mom.

Mom-aside, today's lesson had an exercise of visualizing my mind as a vast circle surrounded by dark clouds, through which I would attempt to pass through. I couldn't but help to think that is what I saw on the train: the light of my mind surrounded by my grievances.

Aaron

P.S. The vision was something like this: World Press 2008 1st Place Winner for Nature