and make the ordinary extraordinary

Find your dreaming, or you may just die!

All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
Edgar Allan Poe
I know, it’s a little dramatic, but it needs to be. It’s happening around me and in me, it’s collective. Sure, it probably won’t happen tomorrow, but when we keep going against ourselves it catches us.
And death becomes our guiding light trying to awaken us. I know it can sound strange but its finality raises the stakes of this game.
The morning rises with things to do, but I stop to sit with the status quo, and a spark of life is extinguished.
You know when the way you’re doing it is killing you; when it goes against your path, you feel it.
I’m not saying it easy, it’s anything but, I have responsibilities too. But in the end it’s a balancing act, as we are called to follow our needs, our nature, our dreams.
It’s patterned into our problems and joys; the things we love and hate, guiding, pushing, pulling, but mostly directing.
In the end it’s up to us; the choice is ours.
Sure it can be hard when you’re set in a pattern of yesterday, the way it was, but this is serious, there’s an end to this play.
And change is happening like it or not as our lives and dreams call us in.
Calling us to awaken to our dream.
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