The west wind brings in the song of the dream.  An inner voice whispers quietly at first, to awaken the deep wells of my Soul.  “Wake up!  Wake up; and remember who you are”.

I began to tremble inside, like the rising of a new mountain within me.  My heart beat rapidly with every note of the song.  I danced with the rhythm of the breeze flowing through me, searching for new understanding. My body became lighter and lighter as I began to feel the brush of giant wings against my face. Tears were trickling from the corners of my eyes, for it felt like a blush of golden light filling my heart like a rushing, passionate river.


Ruffled now, I reach out to clutch the edges of my familiar bedspread.  I look around the room for any evidence of change.  My face feels the same.  I touch my fingers together and find that I am still fully intact. “Was I dreaming?” I wondered.  I lay still remembering the song that had come; and the beautiful dance of wings.

The groundwork was now laid upon my journey of awakening on this new morning.  A small seed was planted to remind me that the foundation soil within me needed to be turned up from the inside out.  The soil ached to be renewed and reborn. I am alive!  I am the dream.  This remembrance propelled me to embrace the seeker within; and to overcome all barriers to fully claim the soil and to become the Gardner.

There is a path, I have discovered, that emerges within our very Soul.  Unique and wondrous, this path has no reproductions.  It is ours alone to shape, carve, plow, smooth and create.  Like a circle of Light, this inner passage interconnects with every aspect of the vastness our Being.  

We are all a part of the fabric of this circle of Life. While there are many voices, there is but One true Song. This Song  - our catalyst for awakening to fully Knowing Our True Self.

We are all in a process of remembering who we are.



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