Every night before Terra and I go to sleep, we say the same prayer that we both grew up praying:
Now we lay us down to sleep
We pray the Lord our souls to keep
Guide us safely through the night
And wake us with the morning light
As I was thinking of what we were saying last night, I really enjoyed the third line. We control everything we do in our lives. From the moment we wake up we are choosing what to wear, what to eat and what to do. How we want to act, who we want to see, all of these decisions, some minor and some major, dominate our lives. And right up to the moment when we sleep, we are choosing where to sleep at. But in sleeping we give up all sense of control. I was thinking about all of the weird dreams I’ve ever had and got to thinking that something wanted to show me all of that. Whether it be a God, or a separate part of myself, or the collective consciousness… I have no idea. But something finds it important enough to show me all of these images and stories every night and I find that beautiful.