Sleeping is good. Dreams are interesting. The ocean, sunsets and sky are the setting of most recent nocturnal visions. Peaceful and complicated stories. A life that awaits, briefly interrupted by someone or something. Not a great hindrance, but present enough to slightly change the dream’s direction… The elements are one. I belong there and it belongs here. No space awareness. All is me and me is all. As the Universe expands, so do I. Walking on top of green hills, the breeze rushes in and I’m flying. Souring up, up above the trees, weightless, free, blissful. The sky, a place for me to stay and just be. Will and desire are the wings. They are strong, broad, but not heavy. They hold great power. I ask them to take me higher, and they do. Positive energy is triggered in every particle that builds this human form. I am because all is in me…
In our fragile human condition, we want two things. One is to know we matter to someone. We want to feel it, know it. The other is validation. We need to know we’re good enough, that someone notices us and hears what we have to say. Pretty basic- we matter or we don’t. We’re validated or we’re not… So, what does this really matter? at all? to anyone?…you? me?