Awakening from a flying dream to find you are ‘awake’, but still flying in a dream soaring upwards through clouds, leaving the confines and gravity of Planet Earth. Suddenly, without a pause you are instantly part of the Universe, passing through a mist of crystalline elements glistening upon your well-being.
Visited by uniting tranquility, serenity, harmony, peace, and kindness, flying with distant stars and galaxies becomes the norm. A parallel Universe? Perhaps we possess a fourth dimension awaiting emancipation within ourselves, released when a dream stimulates such fantasies. But is it fantasy or reality?
To wake up as normal, weighing up a new day ahead, and suddenly a feeling of supreme elation encompasses the senses.
You find yourself flying past stars and galaxies. It must be a dream, but dreams are a true reality. And you are already awake. Piloted by the heart, no limitation. Zero gravity. A limitless driving force. Another dimension? Parallel Universe?
And then to seemingly regain ‘consciousness’. Were you in fact dreaming? You find yourself standing by your bed. Memories of the experience seem real. How can such an experience be real? You MUST have been dreaming.
Instinct dictates looking through a mirror. For a mirror will confirm the reality of the experience.
On looking through the mirror, glistening crystalline elements adorn your clothes and all around you, shimmering as if close to the Universe itself. As if at one with the Universe itself.
Part of the Universe.