Dawn Loves Buttercups

Although not as frequently as it used to be, (more’s the pity as it’s so enjoyable) I get the opportunity to discuss deeply spiritual matters and beliefs with my very dear friend.  Everyone’s beliefs (or none) are of course so personal and dialogue with my friend, particularly after he has given Satsang on a Sunday morning is very enlightening.

I am beginning to see how science has at last started to catch up and some scientists now even acknowledge that we are spiritual beings who have a human existence here on earth.

So why the title of this blog? 

Well to start with, I remember a lot of my dreams and I know that my soul Astral travels, sometimes with the soul of my dear friend and sometimes alone.  Always giving healing, but also to learn.

Yet here is the thing, I have learnt that this life has no reality, it’s like a dream because we really all are part of a big production.  When we die is when we leave that stage and the audience and protagonists might remember us for a short while and then move onto something else that captures their imagination.  Yes imagination.

If  I become attached to things (possessions I mean here) without reminding myself I can’t take them with me then I cannot detach emotionally from them.  For example, I absolutely love the various paintings my dear friend’s granddaughter has made for me and I have them hanging around my house, but if I had to walk out of the place I live in for some reason and could take nothing with me, then I would have to accept that fact.  I remember the pictures and the love and thoughts that went into creating them, so much so that I have dreamt about the little lass sitting in a studio producing painting after painting.  I treasure the love that prompted her to paint for me several times. 

So do I believe it was just a dream?  I look back to the countries I have been lucky enough to have visited and it seems like a dream.  I know I was there, I know I had marvellous feelings and experiences, yet it’s almost like watching a video of yourself as you remember those wonderful moments, so yes we are all in this dream.  Keep on playing your part until it is time to return home.

Namaste