Dreams

© CreatiVisions 2010

My dreams have more and more become an open door to the inner workings of a human's mysterious and complex mind. I have found in my recurring dreams underlying fears and memories that I thought were long gone, long ago. My dreams do not lie to me, it is only I who can lie to myself about what my dreams tell me. What is a dream but an imagined play which reveals to me who I am, what i want, where I've been, where I'm headed, and why.
My dreams have more and more become colorful and vivid, handing me the opportunity to use my dreams to transform my life and how it will play out in time. TEll me how it is I wake up more tired than I was then when I went to bed, and feel as if I have already lived another day.
My dreams never seem to follow the world's illusion of time, but rather are set upon my soul's ability to transcend the physical world we must now call home. In my dreams I have created, more so than what I have done on the material plane. The way one creates in dreams is a clue to the way the creative process should work when we are awake. Or maybe is does work this way and we are too busy to take notice. When I am really dreaming, and I know I am dreaming, I can think something and there it will be right in front of me. Thoughts in dreams are a powerful tool, working in both directions. Positive or negative.
My dreams tell me how I am feeling, and what I am doing about it in the physical level of life. Some dreams are so profound and out of this world, that i wake up feeling as if I am lost, and I do not belong here. I just want to go back to where I was in dreamworld, where I can feel as I am in control of my destiny and what happens. But this is not so, and the materialistic world we must learn to overcome is still right in front of me, taunting me to follow the ways of those before me. But i beg to let me take the higher path this time, to somehow detach myself from the pain of human life. I imagine that pain is not real, only an illusion as so much of this world is. Humans believe they must hurt to be human, but is this really so? If I do not hurt does that mean I can not be human?