I look up at the Sphinx

I had been praying, which in my world translates to asking the world for what I need, with an understanding that simple yet loving and direct communication will be well rewarded. Shortly enough a couple days later, as too good to be true as it may be, I dreamt a beautiful dream, a majestic Sphinx, on the bank of the calm flowing river water. As the boat that I am in nears the shore, I can see myself in the boat, my back facing my dreaming observing self. I watch in calm peace as the version of me sitting in the boat touches the bottom of this stone/monument structure, looking up at the rest of the Greatness of the Sphinx, knowing that I cannot possibly get up in the boat and touch any more than just the base of this amazing structure. Yet, I can still enjoy the wonder. I am surprised to see myself not wanting anything more. My whole physical being in that boat can do nothing more than stand up, which looks like a cutely funny gesture to my observer/dreamer self, and I can sense myself smiling. I know this is a special dream, a good one. As I view this dream, I am also driven to love my own curiosity, to love my attempts at touching the physicality of this wonder, and my acceptance of my humility in not achieving it. I look around in the boat, and I am happy to simply share this wonder with a few of my loved ones.

This dream was followed by a couple weeks of planned or unplanned, subconsciously or consciously generated events, and the reading of the book today in my hammock that finally culminated to me sitting down today to express. I wanted to end my blog post today in a way where I could connect this dream to a particular note in the book, but that particular note eludes me right now, and I smile and accept. I trust the journey.

P.S. I distinctly remembered just now, holding the book closely, reading each word out loudly to myself, being emotionally so connected and so moved, knowing that this book is reinforcing the wisdom that I have known to be true for ages. I am moved that somebody in 1956 wrote this in such Truth, and the beauty of the world brought it to my physical hands today, as it pleases so many of my senses all at once. Thank you, World. Thank you. What else can I possibly say..

P.P.S. Just so I never ever forget what I just remembered the book almost brought me to tears on was the relationship of logic and emotion! The QUestTION i HAVE forever been trying to understand. The book talks about that Love is the way to Knowledge. And I'm happy my boat got to close to this bank.