kingdom of heaven

The Dream Dreaming Me

In the middle of a dream that was dreaming me, I dreamed to be or not – that was nay the question nor the doubt. In being I was with being the Creator of the Creator and was told I was made in the image of the Creator and, hence, could create what I need not need want.

So in the middle of the dream that was dreaming me I dreamt deliberate and slow of what I might want.

After dreaming on it an eternity I came up with my wish: that everyone feel a discernable connective yearning to advance closer to the actuality of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Kingdom of Heaven being the real and now and future destiny of Creation manifest in all the ways that we are all connectively working on.

I was told that I had dreamt well and wisely and that what I wanted was granted: as it is exactly as Creation and Creation’s destiny is designed already. As has been said in the form of good news, of course, the Kingdom of Heaven is upon us! So my dream within the dream that is dreaming me is well within the realm.

I was told then, in no uncertain terms, that I may cease dreaming and that I should be very happy that all my wildest dreams have been answered. I was told, moreover, that, perhaps the whole manifest of destiny will certainly be advanced an extra notch or two thanks to my wise request.

I was furthermore told, without having to be told anything at all that because my wildest dreams are within the realm and have indeed been answered there is no further need for me to waste my creative powers on asking for anything at all. My time will be much better and much more wisely spent on further development of my well honed skills in gratitude.

So having awoken woke, that’s what I’m focused on: gratitude. The store of grace that I’m collecting to shower on my future students is vast indeed. And I will never stop nor slow down on finding new and novel ways to practice, manifest and experience gratitude at all times in all matters.

Spooling

‘Reality’ on earth is a planetary playground of dreams, playing out, playing out.

We all sleep in the bed of a dream garden.

Such unreal dreams are as likely to be a proliferate bunch of dystopian nightmares as happy idylls.

More likely, most probably.  We fear.

It just so happens that death is required for the constant churning of souls.  Lots of death.  Look at the figures.  Look at the facts.  Consider the history.  “Nasty, brutish and short”.  (As it has been famously said.)  This is something ‘rational’ thought is not meant to ever fathom.  This is something beyond understanding like everything in all about the kingdom of heaven.

The horror of this fact has always been at human hand, always playing out despite all of our best efforts.  Death is only horror to those who fear.  And fear is the upbringing in the ‘reality’ on earth.  Always has been.  Fear imagines pain.  Fear imagines suffering.  Imaginings manifest.  Imagine that.  The dreams of them become real.  They are the labels of horror.  The scapegoating becomes an element of real when the dream essence is denied.

Change is the enemy of denial.  Denial holds fast to fearing change itself, constantly fending against change.

Yet the Kingdom of Heaven is intimately all motion, energy and constant change.  Motion, energy and constant change is integral to the kingdom of heaven.

It was not news that the Kingdom of Heaven is on hand for it has always been on hand, creating dreams of reality to manifest; creating us in an image.

It is like a theory of strings that constantly entwine yet never become entangled.

There is something incomprehensible going on and we have been poorly proficient in realization of this, losing constantly the opportunity of making something loving about it. Human is always fearing into negative.  Grasping for help.  Grasping for understanding.  Grasping for myth.  Grasping for intervention.  Begging for the erasure of fear.  ‘Life’ has become a play at living the consequences and dreading the end.

The horror.  The horror.  People.  The people.

We are spirit.

Let’s change our vibration and dream a better dream.

The Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.

It is going somewhere.  Get there we will, but we can’t get there soon.