Last night I thought about hope--specifically, I tried to visualize what sort of a world I'd like to live in--what sort of shift do I see being possible, something we could move toward as a whole? I don't really see things like "world peace" as being truly holistic goals, because without addressing a host of other problems, the human race considered as a whole might get even sicker as it would be deprived of a certain form of expression some of its parts may still need to go through. Peace needs to be an effect, not a cause. So I tried to imagine how that could come about.
Honestly I couldn't really see it. I'm so tied into the premises of this reality with all of its aberrations and self-destructive little parts. I guess there's lots of suppressed technology out there that can repair much environmental damage and provide enough for people to eat and live well and to break free of the corporate slave machine that supports continued zombiedom. But all of these external-world changes need to be accompanied by internal raising of consciousness, an understanding that the polarities, judgments, and definitions that keep us separated are mere means to allowing us to grow rather than ends in themselves. So that's what I tried to see happening--not light purging the dark, but light accepting that it is dark and vice versa.
I'm still not remembering much of my dreams, but I do recall:
seeing a spoon of a certain metal, and then as the scenes shifted, so did the metal--moving from silver to copper to bronze (not in that order) to gold.
texting someone I've been determined not to text, and feeling a sense of failure because I was doing something I knew wasn't good for me, and I couldn't stop myself.Changing from one world to another is a matter of alchemy, I suppose--a vertical path that transcends premises rather than a horizontal one that works within and through the limitations of currently accepted science. "There is no spoon." It looks easier than it is...there is much difference between knowing what needs to be done and actually doing it. Because the maturity lies in dealing with our feeling selves, not in imposing our mental constructs upon them.
Sorry to be so opaque. I'll try to get more sleep tonight; if I can make it to a 2nd REM stage my dreams (and my posts) will be much clearer.