Do not give in to "feet on the ground thinking"
Bastian did not keep his feet on the ground
What if life is a dream and death wakes you up?
Dreams. Beliefs. Openness. Balance.
I am here to bridge the night and day. The dream-world is real. More real than the awake- on- earth world. What is the goal that I cannot remember?
Look to the clues.
Books. Movies.
Neverending Story. Cloud Atlas. The Starless Sea. Enders Game. Slumdog Millionaire. Labyrinth. A Journey of Souls. Inception.
Allowing coincidences to be roadmaps. A story within a story within a story. Reincarnation. "You have no power over me." Energy as food. Choices. Trickery. Journeys.
Tell me a story.
Once there was a little girl who saw orbs float out of her closet. She watched them warily and they lulled her to sleep. She felt safe under the covers and in her bed.
One day, upset with life, she went to the creek and sat on a large rock. She felt sorry for herself. She was alone and misunderstood, which probably was not true-true, but her belief made it so. She was startled out of her ruminating when a muskrat (was it a muskrat?) zoomed past her in a path just under the embankment. She rushed home to safety. She did not like that she had not known about the animal. That, combined with the snake she had found under a rock one day, kept her out of the creek. She was done exploring. Scared of the unknown.
She did not see the orbs again until she was a woman in her forties (was she really a woman?)
They came slowly, so not to startle her. They were staticky sparks. Then orbs. Then orbs with faces. She welcomed them back--not scared now.
"Is she ready to go back to the creek?" they wonder.
She contemplates. Does she want to lift up rocks and see snakes? Does she want to see unknown creatures that she does not suspect?
What a question!
She wants to say YES, but she is cautioned to acquiesce so readily. But she does want to say yes and she knows that counts for something.
She lifts up rocks in her dreams. She encounters the unknown creatures in her dreams. She explores in her dreams and does not fear.
Why is life so scary when she knows in her heart that dreams are more perilous?
"Just do it!" she decides. "Live." And so she does. She lifts up rocks and allows the snake to bite her hand. "Oh," she says, "your poison cannot kill me. I wonder what else I have been taught to fear that is not true."
She meets a porcupine that shoots its quills at her. She is taken to a healer and all is well. "That was not so bad," she thinks.
She sees a man about to strike her with his mighty fist. He is angry and violent and manly. Two protectors fly in and fight in her stead. "I am sorry I was late," says one man, and she assures him he was right on time.
She wanders where she does not know the way. She enters doors and exits doors. She climbs rickety staircases and she exits down down down into dark and dank basements.
She lives to dream another dream. "Can I bring this courage to the waking world?" she wonders.
She wants to want to. And that makes all the difference.
Now tell me a truth.
7
7 means completeness and perfection.
The number 7 represents the bridge between the human world and the heavens. It is the symbol of faith, spiritual awareness, and awakening.
Now! I mean it! I really, really mean it!
