“Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
—Carl Jung
I've been dreaming recently. And these sleeping experiences have been packing punches.
This morning, I turned over and out of a dream around 2am with a potent message rolling off my tongue. Stretching across the van for my phone, I made sure to write it down so I wouldn't forget what felt incredibly important to imprint.
And as I rose a few hours later, I remembered the sleeping conversation I had been having with myself. Grabbing my phone, I tapped on my notepad, and it read:
"You can either spend your entire life grappling with the experience of being alive, or you can accept you are here to live a life of purpose."
Living with Purpose
What is life? What is it to be alive? What even is any of this?
These are big questions, and if you're alive in a body, why wouldn't you be wondering at some level what this is all for?
But these questions are less important than the effect they have on the individual who asks them.
Because if we approach these questions with learned fear, instead of with the pure wonder of a child, we will spin our wheels indefinitely, caught in a loop of our own creation.
Keeping Momentum Up
So I ask, how do I avoid trapping myself within the fear of the unknown?
How do I avoid being paralyzed with confusion as I witness and participate in the grandiose paradox of LIFE?
And every time, the same answer comes back.
"The clarity you seek blooms through your participation."
So I am to dive head first into the experience of my life.
I am to feel every feeling without labeling them as good or bad. To feel each feeling as an educator.
My experience has shown me I am not trapped in my head with my thoughts, they are trapped in here with me. For who I AM is before and beyond this fleshy vessel.
And when my body goes to sleep, who I AM continues the experience in another mental realm of existence. Only to send me back into my body with messages to carry to The Sun.
My Consciousness is a constant force who never rests. I AM always experiencing. Always learning from the moments I move through.
And the most beautiful thing is the same force which pumps my heart, pumps yours too.
We are united across every waking and sleeping realm, and we walk together, into the unknown.
I love you, and I thank you for walking with me.
Somehow I got the impression you might refer to the 5-centered dreamer . . . you know what I mean?