Awakened to a Dream
Awakened to a Dream I have awakened to a dream , I back then concluded. While following the current of my breath, I observed the reflection that I saw in the waters of my mind laid out, as the life that was before me. In a lucid, conscious state, I felt wonder. Life was a dream—It must have been, even if only metaphorically. Life was and is too amazing not to be! Years before this, I never would have thought I’d be deep in meditation, especially while held by the Napa River in California, living on a yacht just outside the San Francisco Bay. Even the bad moments exhibited a romance that I justified to be, in the German sense of the word, like an exaggerated dream. I saw life as a dream with lessons to be learned, with symbols to interpret, but most of all, life was just pure wonder even when I lived in doubt. My mind was on the border of the surface of the water, but at the same time swimming dee...