Life is but a Dream | Ananda

She was in the abode of God and was good!

At some point, she had a dream. She dreamt she was a woman with children, who lived in a world where there were so many injustices? So much suffering.

In this dream sometimes she had money…sometimes she did not.

The world in which she dreamed, had protests, ailments, and inflation.

Each moment of this dream seemed to get worse and worse with no end in sight.

The only thing is…she didn’t know she was dreaming.

She didn’t know when she fell asleep.

Or in her dream that she was asleep

There were people in the dream speaking the word “woke”.

But it still could not mean awake, which is what I wanted - because the word “woke” was uttered in the dream.

All the hurt and pain nonstop seemingly, caused in me a deep yearning for something else. Something different, something more loving and truer. Not just for me, but for everyone.

So struck I was by what I was experiencing in the dream by the contrast I wanted. I felt pain. Real pain. And like a tooth, suddenly throbbing in the night, it forced me to wake up!

She was in the abode of God and was good.

Nothing ever happened. She had never left.

This life she dreamt… was just a dream.