I am fascinated by the liminal space between waking and dreaming. We’ve all been there.
You are having a dream, and you start to wake up, so you become aware that you are dreaming. But still you are obeying dream logic.
Objects might change shape, or you may suddenly find yourself in a different room. People from your life suddenly appear or disappear as companions on your journey.
There is something very beautiful about this space, because it is a space of no judgment. Notably, our ego is turned off, and we are not censoring our thoughts out of a belief that something or other is at stake.
If only we could bring that freedom from judgment into our waking life. Alas, that doesn’t seem to be how life works.
Oh well, one can always dream. 🙂