The Helicopter

I awaken to realize I was dreaming. I had been flying a helicopter, low to the ground, in a sweeping spiral, searching for a lost little girl. I realize that I am the lost little girl, my lost inner child. I am the helicopter, a vehicle that lifts people up to show them a broader perspective, the seeker, searching for myself, seeking that perspective, the rescuer, saving lost souls, the brambles, hiding lost children, offering a thorny shelter, a tough outer covering to protect the vulnerable, the beach grass hanging on tenaciously in the shifting sands, and the sand itself. I am the sky in which the helicopter flies.

I realize that this method of dream interpretation is so much more than a doorway into the psyche, a window into the subconscious world. It is a way to interpret life, the universe. In the meta, I am the dream, I am the dreamer, awakening to the realization of oneness. The universe dreaming itself into creation, maintaining the illusion of separation, and the ultimate dissolution. Infinite, eternal, one, and nothing. Consciousness, seeking to understand itself. Sleeping, dreaming, waking, remembering, forgetting, dreaming again. This is why I love sleep. the dream contains all meaning, and meaninglessness. All one.

As always, there is a song about this-

Spiraling Into the Center

Spiraling into the Center,

the Center of the Wheel.

Spiraling into the Center,

the Center of the Wheel.

We are the Weavers, we are the woven ones

We are the Dreamers, we are the Dream.

We are the Weavers, we are the woven ones

We are the Dreamers, we are the Dream.

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• Artist: Beverly Frederick