01/12/2025
Every night as I fall asleep, I disintegrate into nothingness
I move from particle to wave, and all the possibilities lay before me
Time and space bend, so that whole worlds are somehow contained in moments
And I exist as everything, everyone and every feeling in my dreams
My dreams whisper to me what we are never allowed to say out loud, and push me to remember who I really am.
I am energy. I am a soul. I am the universe.
A profound awakening that I repeatedly forget time and time again
And this is the continual journey: forgetting, then remembering, forgetting, then remembering…
Knowing that I have chosen to forget, because remembering is so exhilarating!
And then upon waking, all my molecules seem to reform into matter once again
Yet what a painful process it is, of squeezing an entire cosmos into a human vessel
Pretending that I could ever be contained. Pretending I am not bigger on the inside.
Yet for those few fleeting moments between sleep and wakefulness, I am caught so magically between worlds where it feels possible to exist as both
Both energy and matter, both soul and human
I keep my eyes tightly closed while holding onto dreamland for a few extra moments, remembering I am a soul playing the ‘human game’
And what a game it is…to feel, to express, to sense the soul beckoning at the edge of consciousness, reminding me this is all for the experience and the fun of it.
Reminding me that if it’s no longer fun, to surrender my fascination with old ways of feeling, thinking, doing…and level up in the game through embodiment, genuine emotional expression and tracking down with the tenacity of a bloodhound, what brings in more joy, connection and authenticity.
Reminding me of my autonomy, my wisdom and my aliveness.
And holding on to the remembrance that dreamland is real. ✨