Spheres within spheres within spheres….
Dreams within dreams within dreams—where does one end and another begin?
As a child and young adult I always remembered my dreams.. I remembered them, likely because waking up from them was such a process. They did not fade easily and my tendency for a period of time each morning was to walk in two worlds— it generally taking 20 minutes or so, once getting up for the day for the ‘additional’ environment to fade. This of course would leave me with a surprisingly clear awareness of the additional environment. What is curious, is that throughout the entire length of my childhood it was the same. It was the same dream, playing out every night from different sets of points. —Was my dreaming taking me into another lifetime?