Reflection, reflections everywhere I look.

In those quiet nightime musings when I sink into my Soul,

and I lay back and think of the movements and people encountered during the day, I come to a space, where I see life as one big Reflection, a still body of water, on a clear, calm day, where you peer into the surface, and see your own face and environment reflected back through that translucent image, and you question....

Which is real? The world I am standing in, or the reflection, that I can see more clearly, as an observer.

As a child, I remember questioning the reality of this life, was it all a play, everyone so immersed in their roles, acting to perfection, the more they believed in the substance of this material world, and immersed themselves within it, the more it appeared to be TRUE. But I stood on the side lines, often struck by the understanding, that this world was just a dream, and the real world began at nightime, when sleep came, and during daydreams, where other worlds were experienced, and lived. And that one day, we were all just going to WAKE UP, and realise that the dream was over.

Ahh those roles, so many of them, donning different hats and becoming different people, a one person play, where you change clothing and manner, to accomodate the various parts, necessary to get to curtain call..

I have worn the costumes of many parts, the role of child, mother, wife, friend, daughter, sister, caretaker, student of life, teacher, hairdresser, too many roles to mention, and when in these roles, immerse myself, knowing that as long as I believe I am that, that is what I am, for that moment at least..

But who is the one who is left, after the curtain has fallen, the applause is over, and the audience has gone home...leaving the actor there in their aloneness.

In this space, I am nothing, a small dot or ant in the world play, but in my connection to all surrounding, I am a part of everything, so absorbed into it All, that the boundaries have long since disappeared.

I then have no ending, and no beginning, and no need to have an ending or beginning, just sitting in the experience of BEING.

This is where I am complete...

Still knowing, that tommorrow, I will don my mental clothing of appropriate attire, and put my heart back into the play, understanding that if the role of actor is required, I am gonna play it to the utmost, with relish, and joy, retaining the essence of all experience, until the curtain of this life-time falls, and then is lifted as I step into a Whole new dimension of understanding......

..you may say I'm a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one,
I hope some day, you'll join us
and the World, may live as ONE.
~John Lennon~

Robynne Black
Pisceandream63...© 2003
Sun and Moon in Pisces; Aquarius Rising
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