Realm of Dreams- part 1

Come with me on a journey of perception, to the realm of Dreams. A place as vast as the mind can conceive......

As your minds eye adjusts to the focus of surreality, you see before you a land of Lush, fragrant grasses covering the gentle swell of hills.

These hills seem to go on forever, meshing beautifully with the horizon of Treetops, and Sky. In that very forest, you know deep within yourself that the Guardians of Dreams dwell, keeping watch over the s lumberings of mankind.

As you continue to focus and become accustomed to this place, you begin to notice the ground is littered with what appears to be cocoons. They are everywhere, some are the most vibrant of hues, shimmering with glistening striations of peace. These are the dreams of all the little children in the world. In this land where joy is created, and hope is born........and you can become a child again, if only for awhile.


Now come walk with me, carefully trying not to disturb these glistening shells of sublime bliss. For who really wants to be the one to hinder the wealth of imagination of these little minds. Now mind you, step lightly......

As we make our way through the cocoons, you wonder why we are here. It is because I want to show you something.


Soon enough, you realize that the land is changing and we are approaching the Trees. They are very Tall and Majestic. And you find yourself staring upwards in wonder, trying to find the Sky. As we continue on our way, you notice I am leading you down a Path. And as we Journey through the Trees you notice that everything is appearing larger and larger, and you become concerned. Without a word , I turn to reassure you that everything is fine. That this is the way of the Trees. And I allow you a moment to adjust yourself to this new sensation.


You look around a little, at all of the foliage of the forest with the eyes of a child, noticing things the way you did then. With a sense of newness and wonder. The colors are more vibrant, and everything seems brand new. It is then you realize that it is not the Trees that are growing larger, it is yourself that is growing smaller.


I approach you, and reach out my hand to you, inviting you to continue this Journey with me. For at this point, it is your choice to go on with me, or turn back now. This will be the last time I can offer you this return, before the end of our Journey. You take a moment to decide, and place your hand in mine.

With a sense of adventure and excitement that you have not felt in a long while, we walk down the pathway, and you begin to realize that you have become childlike again. For that is the only way to enter into this part of the realm of Dreams. You must leave all of your world weary cares behind, and regain the trust and innocence you had as a child. The path we take will be as long as you need to arrive at that moment.

Walking with you, hand in hand together, I sense the moment you arrive at that point. And I smile. And before us, the Trees part to allow us to enter....

What you see when we step through, takes your breath away. A Meadow filled with grasses and wildflowers. Butterflies flittering everywhere, bees droning about their business. And Dragonflies of every hue. It appears to be twilight, that majickal time of the evening when the birds are chirping sleepily, saying their goodnights, and the fireflies are out in full bloom.

The twinkling of their lights a pattern against the encroaching nighttime. And not far beyond that, a pond complete with a waterfall. And arcing through the mists coming off of the pouring waters, many Rainbows dancing in delight, in the last rays of a setting Sun.

In the distance you hear laughter, the notes skipping through the air like the sound of a flute trilling its' voice, light and airily to your ears. It is a welcome sound, for it means we have been noticed. I turn to watch your face, as you realize that the fireflies are not all fireflies....

But are, indeed, Faerykin. Some appear to be gliding towards you on their own power, while others are riding Dragonflies. And all seem to be overjoyed at our appearance. As if they had been waiting a very long time for us. And they have.

And even though as we walked, and our size and perspective changed, you find that they are the most tiny and delicate of creatures, easily fitting into the palm of your hand, if they were to allow it. At first it seems as if they are swarming around us, but then you realize that all they wanted to do was look at us, enjoying themselves fully with the knowledge that finally we had returned.


Then, you watched as they all gathered as one, and a sense of expectancy descended upon them, and you turned to face me as I held out my hand to you once again. And simply said, "It is Him".
With that said, the Faerykin did swarm around you, fluttering up close to touch you, to greet you warmly, to place many tiny kisses upon your face. Jumping from Dragonflies, or just alighting upon your shoulders. And I could tell by the look on your face that it overwhelmed you, but I just could not restrain my laughter. It was a beautiful thing, this look, as if you had never received so much love all at one time before.