On Dreams

Let not your thoughts rise in conflict with the work of your hands, or the worth of both will be none. All valuable creation must come from your body and mind, as one. At times of bodily work, make your mind to rest in silent support. But first give rest to the body before the unfolding of your thoughts. If you wish to live a dream, work from a place of personal wisdom and truth. Only from there can one fly higher than all liars burning in the greedy fire of self-deceit.

Make a practice of perching your judgment on the banks of your mind and for a time just sit, watch the river of thought flow around you, through you, and beyond you.

If you should choose to dive in, first release all judgment and reason. Thoughts from the purest divine source will float you downstream to a pool bubbling with dreams. Find yourself an oasis within, where in you can create and recreate.

The brave make their home here, harvest trees: dreaming trees. They shade out the rays of impossibility from piercing dreams. Dwell here, and rest while all you worked to search for rains down upon you and your dreaming trees.

Do not depress the dreams that you collect, but let them stay afloat with you into wakefulness. These dreams are not visions birthed from boredom, or distractions, but they are the life happening within us we have not the courage to manifest externally. It is only when we release the reigns that we can see the reality in our dreams. They need not be chased, merely welcomed and given space.

Allow your dreams to take up residence, respect them and be the accommodating host. Be wary of trimming, training and twisting what came to you in time. Progress takes away what forever took to find and so, don’t rush to improvements or revisions.

Burrow deep enough into your mind, and find it expanding, find your mind and the rest of the world to be two mirrors, which your dreams dance between. Keep not your dreams locked away like the relics of childhood, only visited on occasion for nostalgia. Wear your dreams like a crown of jewels, for all the world to see. Doubts dissolved allowing wisdom to say: “this is me.” Share your dreams.

Share first with your own body, and do the work of dreams. Do not dream of your life, but live your dream.

To the dreamers, magic-makers and my sister.

Here's to hoping that my dreaming trees are mango trees, organic.

Love, K