Lift Your Feet and Swim the Dream River

The universe, the material realm, is like a huge mansion. At birth, I emerged into my own room. I soon realized that my room was part of a family suite or apartment, and I learned to walk around in it and share some of the rooms with my family members, like the kitchen or living room. I gained friends and was invited at times to their houses. I even came to travel around on vacations or business trips where I entered other people’s structures and accompanying spaces. But I never gave up my own room, or at least I made sure I had one in varied form. If at any time, or to any degree I felt cut off from my room, I experienced disorientation and loss of equilibrium. I always solve this difficulty by expanding the room to incorporate more area within my outer walls, or by assimilating my challenging experiences by making them added decoration on my existing walls. Everyone else does the same. The universe thus remains a multi-roomed mansion with each person posting a mailing box. The only time this way of life has not worked for me is when, exhausted, I fall asleep and drift around, out of control, in my dreams. Conveniently, I always wake up in my room. According to mind-bending writer, Lynne McTaggart, “The dreamer is the vessel for a borrowed thought, a collective notion, present in the microscopic vibrations in between the dreamers. The dream state is more authentic for it shows the connection in bold relief. [The] waking state of isolation, each in their separate room, is. . . the impostor.” (The Field, p. 123) We are all dreamers, but unfortunately we spend most of our time awake in our rooms.