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A blog by Louise Gallagher

All that I dream of

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It is a funny expression of human thinking — the thought that a new day rises as if there is an ending to one before the next can begin. In reality, each day is a continuation of the last. Time is continuously connected, the last moment merging with the next with no finite beginning and end point.

This thought crossed my mind this morning as I looked out my office window and saw the colour of the pale blue sky tinged with light rose deepening with each moment passing by. “A new day rises,” my mind whispered, and I laughed. Where do old days go? Do they die and disappear into the nothingness of space? How is this possible? Nature abhors a vacuum so how can nothingness exist? How is it possible for a day to disappear into something that didn’t exist, unless of course, ‘the day’ didn’t exist in the first place. It was simply the moment that was and always is a reflection of where I am at. And because I contain all of the universe that I am, and you contain all of the universe that you are, time is connected through all of who we are. We are the time passing, flowing, beginning and ending.

We breathe the same air, stand upon the same earth, move through the same space, connected. When the wave crashes against the shore, all the ocean is in that wave. When a raindrop falls upon the earth, all earth feels its impact. When a stone drops into the water of a pond, all the pond and all the air is moved by its ripple.

When one child is born, all life feels its arrival. And when one man dies, all humankind feels life’s mystery.

When I fear living my song, all of nature resonates with the loss of my voice. When you sing out for joy, all of life rejoices.

We are all one. All connected. All part of and all of the universe, the continuum of life flowing.

Alan Watts says it beautifully, “Everybody is I. You all know you are you. And where so ever beings exist throughout all galaxies, it doesn’t make any difference, you are all of them. And when they come into being, that’s you coming into being.”

Heady thoughts on this beautiful spring morning. The grass is turning green, buds are beginning to appear upon tree branches and tulip heads are starting to poke their way out of the earth. In the grand scheme of things, it is a day like any other. In truth, it is the miracle of life on earth, ever evolving, ever flowing, ever becoming more than I imagine. Yet, in my imaginings, it is all that I dream of, all that I wish for, all that I become.

I awoke this morning and life greeted me with its mystery, its divine essence flowing all around. I awoke this morning and remembered. I am magnificent. So are you.

Namaste.

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Author: Louise Gallagher

I believe we each have the capacity to be the change we want to see in the world, to make a world of difference. I believe we are creative beings on the journey of our lifetimes. It's up to each of us to Live It Up and SHINE!

17 thoughts on “All that I dream of

  1. LG,

    well … there is another view

    not contrary, but not the same

    today is a day different than any other that has ever been lived by anyone

    we are each (not all) different than we’ve ever been

    we are going to do, explore, discover and create like NEVER before

    each of us uniquely

    different

    and,

    we are, both of us, right and wrong at the same time

    have a great day!

    Mark

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  2. Ah yes, there is truth in everything.

    Wishing you a great day too Mark. It will be what we create.

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  3. Why haven’t a million LIKES arrived already?! This was amazing. Just the same kind of thoughts I have ~ you poor thing! But amazing all the same!

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  4. Prepare yourself, it might start snowing this evening!

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  5. It is an interesting concept …. time being continuous, which of course it is. I like to greet each day as a new beginning. It allows me to shake off the staleness of the past and begin again with renewed energy.

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  6. Wow, that was a bit drastic for a Monday morning, Lousie!! I may have to revisit this afternoon haha Wonderful though!!!

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  7. Wow Louise just wow……………………………………..old days continue to live in our memories

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