Recently, I awoke from a dream and found myself completely paralyzed. Although helpless to move, I was still able to look directly ahead to the pillow on my cheek, the white, sun-mottled wall beyond, and the tan carpet below. I could hear voices in conversation behind me. I had no interest in what they were saying, but the sound of their voices was familiar and reassuring. I began to force myself to move my legs, pulling with my mind as hard as I possibly could, trying to will my paralyzed body into motion. As I struggled, my mouth opened, and I began to moan as a baby does when stirring from a nap. With this, I woke up in my bed, my beloved sleeping next to me, and the room filling with Sunday morning sunlight.

It was not at all stressful, and when I arose, I was in a perfect state of relaxation. Since then, I find that I am frequently moving in and out of this dream we call the “waking world” as well.

I am seeing that within this waking dreamland, I am powerless to move as well. I can only witness. Waking within this dream state is simply the complete realization that this, too, is a dream, and the total acceptance of my perfectly natural position as a witness to the dream.

Which has led to the only logical conclusion, that’s why we are here in dreamland!