LIFE IS A DREAM
Song and philosopher say “life is a dream” and we are to
forget this dream.
To do so would be to
forget the lessons, the gems. I would
never forget my loves, my experiences of the heart whether in joy or pain. For what is the herald of preparation for higher
vibratory realms if we forget this dreams meaning; this classroom of
lessons?
I shudder to think that
forgetting may mean repeating!
You, I, we all have dreams that remain with us. The dreams of flying over tree tops, walking
confidently in stiletto heels across a gravel road (that should be telling) or
shadows that stalk us down unfamiliar paths.
These are clues to our journey.
Yes, this journey is fleeting…like a dream; moldable like a lucid
dream. Yet, I chose to not to forget, as
the dream of Living and Loving are the jewels I gather. The treasures to build new worlds, new
beginnings and new ascension.
Love is
the truth of the dream I choose not to forget, NOR that which brought me to
it.
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