Journey of Discovery 

Life is about opening, we cannot avoid it, each experience teaches us this. Each discovery opens us a little more, teaches us something new and we expand further. We discover our connection to all things, we open up and reach out. As we open to experience we grow into what we always were, we realise ourselves and all the potential we were born with, we become.

Opening up, awakening and realising self is not something that happens to the chosen few, it is something that happens to all of us from the very moment we are born, we just need to recognise and allow the process. 

Life is about finding ourselves, finding the force that travels with us, realising and becoming our authentic selves.

Think back now, think about your own experiences for a moment and what they have taught you. Ask yourself if you could have avoided them and if you had would you have learned as you did. Would these things have happened anyway in another way, was each lesson necessary, mine were.

And as we travel forward I know that there is more to come, we are here to learn, here to discover and within that make a difference. Life is simply a journey of discovery.


Drowning in Dreams

Dreaming is on my mind at the moment, I’m drowning in dreams. Not drowning in the physical sense but immersed in the detail. My dreams are magnificent and confusing at the same time, they lift me up high and leave me feeling desolate and out of touch.

I’m a big ball of emotion so it makes sense my dreams would reflect this. There is lots of water in my dreams, still and powerful, rough and deep, waves crash against land as if trying to destroy  it. I am the land and the water is my emotions I would imagine.

I dream in colour, beautiful colour that dive into and become.  Colours also represent my moods and I bring the colours back to my waking state. Morning moods are representations of my dreams. It can take me a while to adjust to the day.

I dream of big houses, mansions and temples with many rooms. Ceilings that never end and lead to somewhere out of reach. I think I am exploring my mind, chamber by chamber.  The water I spoke of is always around the walls or I cross it to get inside.

The people I love visit my dreams, those no longer here and those I’ve lost touch with. We don’t necessarily talk but we understand each other, we speak with our minds or telepathically. I don’t feel my mouth moving but I look out of my eyes I think, I don’t see myself but I feel myself.

I learn things in dreams that I find to be true when I’m awake.  Some things don’t make sense to me immediately but might later.  I’m fascinated by my dreams at the moment, the in between is my waking hours. I so look forward to going to bed at the moment, I’m finding it’s a festival of discovery.