Walking with a luminous Presence in a soft-Lit field

"i was in a field, don't know whose, tall grass, kind of overcast but not gloomy, just soft light everywhere with no clear source. i was walking without really deciding to walk anywhere, that aimless dream thing, just moving because moving felt right. i noticed the light change before i noticed anything else, everything got a little warmer looking, like someone turned up a dial somewhere, and i remember not being alarmed, just curious, glancing around trying to find where it was coming from. then there was just a presence off to my side, i don't know how else to describe it, i didn't really see wings or robes or any of that, just this tall shape that felt like it was made out of the light itself instead of standing in it. i wasn't scared at all, which surprised me even inside the dream, like some part of me registered that i should probably be more freaked out and just wasn't. it didn't say anything with words exactly, more like a feeling arrived in my chest fully formed, something like you're alright, though i couldn't tell you if that was actually communicated or if i just decided that's what it meant. i remember reaching toward it without thinking much about it, and my hand passed through where its arm sort of was, no resistance, just warmth, like sticking your hand near a fire without getting close enough to actually feel heat. then i was just sitting in the grass, i don't remember sitting down, and the shape was still there but further off now, not leaving exactly, just less present, fading the way things do without a clear cutoff point. woke up still holding onto that same calm from the dream, didn't check the clock right away, just laid there a while enjoying it before actually getting up."