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.