The Dream Tides of Resting Source

 Thought or Imagination of the Spirit is the Great Reality of Being, and all material facts are only correspondences. In other words, the Great Reality of Being arises into many diverse kinds of forms, dream-like, or dreamily, from our awakening dwelling in what may be called “underconsciousness”. We interpret this dream dwellingness as “the world” or “our world”. This Dreaming Reality increasingly and continuously emerges and expands from our gradually awakening consciousness into an evolving, consciously alive experience of Living Reality that continues to unfold unceasingly — forever awakening. For most embryonic awakening beings, at first their personal and unique experience of Reality will be indistinguishable from sleeping and from sleepy dreaming. We continue to sleepily, and still mostly indistinguishably, experience the rising and falling, the in-and-out contrasting rhythms of the universal tides of the Great Ocean that is one’s Resting Source. These “tides” are the “breathing” of Resting Source. Gradually we will begin to more consciously distinguish this contrasting rhythm of dreaming realities. We will then begin to increasingly align in union with the Universal Rhythms when we relax and resist not — resting and drowsing, so to speak — to go along, always without worry, floating and drifting with the ebb and flow of ever-arising Reality manifesting from the Infinite. Our dreaming is an ever-emerging awakening into further personal and personalizing reality. Reality is an ever-emerging experience into further dreaming. We will continue to distinguish this rhythm of dreaming realities, increasingly relaxing with decreasing resistance, without worry, floating and drifting with the ebb and flow of ever-arising Reality manifesting from the Infinite. And then, at last, with awakened and yet never-ending awakening awe at the un-articulatable Glory of Never-Ending, Unending Mystery, we will continue our Journey, Forever Onward — consciously. One awakens in the dream, while the dream continues on . . .

(Adapted and expanded from Thomas Troward by August Goforth)