Dream lover
Finding pathways into and through dream states can be a taunting task, the fool in me is revealed to be inadequate for the search. I find that my minds eye lacks the concentration to reach any level of control over the ability to dream at will. When I do find myself in dreams, I am there as an observer rather than an action figure. I fear that I will be dead before I have any true understanding of the many selves I am connected to. In truth, the idea that death is the door for my minds understanding is more a revelation than anything to fear. It seems that my ego holds such power over me that only a true death of this body will give me the strength to overcome it. So I wait as patiently for my joy to find that door through which it can gain full access in love; wondering if it may end up a door that does not involve the complete death of this body. Either way it is love that will carry me to the greatest heights of wonder. My power ...