A Stole from Heaven*

It’s fascinating how dreams can transport us beyond the confines of our imagination, even allowing us to encounter holy figures who have long been in the presence of the Lord. On June 7, 2010, during a challenging period of preparing for my final exams, I experienced a dream that was particularly remarkable: I met none other than Pope John Paul II, a man I had never personally encountered in my life.

Meeting him had always been a cherished wish of mine, and while I never had the opportunity in waking life, this dream felt like a precious gift. I typically don’t place much significance on dreams, but this one was distinct. I was taken aback by how vividly he appeared to me. Although I often pray to him when I pass the year-long "JPII photo exhibit" at the Angelicum in Rome, where he studied, I never anticipated such a profound encounter would unfold in my dreams.

In my dream, I saw an elderly John Paul II, clad in the iconic white papal vestments, who graciously presented me with a stole as a gift. Though no words were exchanged, an overwhelming sense of joy filled my heart. It felt as if he were offering me comfort during the rigorous demands of my academic preparations. The stole symbolizes the yoke we bear, reminding me to embrace my responsibilities and continue moving forward toward Christ, our Savior.

Thank you, Pope John Paul II. Your presence in my dream was a source of inspiration and solace, and I hold a deep affection for you in my heart.