“I can breathe in space because Space is made of the same Source as the air in my lungs as I think this…”
Back in 2016, I had this dream that .. upon waking.. felt so bizzar (for me) that I had a hard time processing it.
I wrote about the dream here:
https://theprose.com/post/40985/what-the-hell-was-that-kind-of-dream
Since then, I've thought back on that dream like it'd been a profound marker of where I was on my journey to understand Consciousness & why I was the way I was and thought the things I thought, yet clearly and so distinctly, not ready to know/face/see whatever the dream was leading me to.
Last night, when I created the challenge I'm writing this post for, I caught myself walking toward the house I'm currently sleeping in, looking up at the stars pondering what kind of dream I'll have, and then hearing my mind ask me, "What kind of dream do you want to have?"
I smirked and thought, "Sexy," at first but then immediately-- inspired by the stars no doubt-- thought about that dream those years back, and found myself feeling like I might just be ready to finish that journey in the dream world. That thought and desire lead me to thinking the quote, "I can breathe in space because Space is made of the same Source as the air in my lungs as I think this…”
Which then inspired my brain to offer counter-argument of those ney-sayers who, by the Way of Polarity, are sure to exist with the same potency as the belivers. Challengers to each other's beliefs by mere existence, acting as catalyst for one another's personal evolution...
I didn't dream the dream last night but I did wake with a motivation to share my beliefs and thoughts more regularly. So I will, and I am.
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