yesterday’s waking dream of an immense tidal wave is today’s waking reality… facing the wave awake just as i did in the dream, i feel suspended from time/space into the unknown… being still in a state of equanimity, i witness the quest… to be or not to be… to be and not to be… the pull not to be wholeheartedly tugs… can i rise? can i relax the reins of the known? can i venture deeper on the road untraveled into the realm of the unknown? can i move with the shifting tides while staying at home in the heart?

i must be still and listen and be still and listen some more until the moment arrives for communion with grandmother who’s also had a day of feeling stupefied, tossed between the waves… together, we feel into the questions and sit silently in the stillpoint listening for the whispers of how to be… loosen the leather reins, trust in the invisible golden threads weaving a web of luminescence, true refuge for all… soften into love… soften into love… soften into love… ah, look around, i have arrived on the shore of a new world… welcome home to divine consciousness…