An odd dream in which I was floating on something over the world, which was spread out before me like an intricately designed look-and-feel exhibit. It was so small, and I floated above it as if on a floaty in about 18 inches of water over the landmasses of North America, Central, and South America. I could see Hawaii in the distance, but was focused on the Gulf of Mexico area. There was an instructional monologue as if recorded going in the background,giving facts about the place I was looking at that I'm sure I never knew in real life.
In my dream I was floating and using my foot to stay in one spot- for whatever I floated on wasn't water-because the real oceans were full of water below me, and the land masses were dry- but it sure had a strong and steady current. I used my foot to keep my place, even though I felt and anticipated something could geap it- and someone did.
Even as the recorded voice spoke of the ocean sea life and coral reefs, it warned of certain sea anemones, and one latched into my foot. I looked at it for a moment - surprised but curious- it was purple and rubber-like, with many waving arms and buds on the ends. It was wrapped around my right foot. Then I noticed pain wherever the buds contacted my skin, and I immediately tried to get it off. I tried for quite some time, but the thing had so many arms and only re-attached each time. I woke feeling hurt, scared, surprised...
I thought about why it was I had had that dream and, why I was awake? A thought of checking the outside hose came right into my mind-and I became aware that I was awake and being told to go outside - for there was no reason to check the hose per-se, and I knew it was not *my* thought, but a thought *for* me. I decided that of the world is magic, then I would go outside and see.
After a moment of resisting the urge in part to determine if I really believed in magic, I went outside.
I looked up to a sky so deep as only I'd seen the day before. It's magic wasn't in how many or how bright the stars were, for the city drowns out so many of them. But it was in how *deep* the sky looked- with clouds puffy and providing perfect depth barometers. It was also very bright, and I was surprised to see the moon nearly full and very large, illuminating with soft golden light. I walked far out into the yard to see the moon clearly, and looked to my right, the North.
I became aware that some of the stars I was looking at were part of a whole - and I perceived a whole constellation, not knowing anything about these particular stars or what constellation - just an innate recognition that there is formed by them a certain energy quality there. The instant that this cognition appeared within me, a shooting star streaked through the middle of that constellation.
I felt such a rush of amazement, awe, joy. I am speaking with the universe.
I admired it and the feelings in my self for some time, and turned around to face South. I saw there another few stars seeming to catch my attention. This one was small- or so I thought, after I realized it was being hidden by the tree because I was too far south in the yard, I backed up and looked again. It *was* much larger and rangier- spanning a more or less horizontal line across the sky. I saw the whole thing and felt the same recognition; that the stars *together* were each part of a unique whole that had its own character energy. Again, instantly at the recognition this constellation, a shooting star again showed me a blazing path through the center.
I may have cried a little bit as I contemplated the consciousness of the universe and it's divine love for us-for **me**.
Not in any abstract sense. But in how it speaks to me intimately.
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