I see the dream so clearly now.
I see the dream through perfect eyes
without distraction of fear or anxiety.
I see the dream do its own thing.
I understand how and why I influence the dream.
It's all so perfect.
There is great freedom in remembering that I am not real.
And what I am is infinite and eternal.
How could something that dies or ends be real?
That should be the first clue to the realness of reality.
In grace & gratitude, Nanice Ellis
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