Dear Vast Human…

Gloria DeGaetanoThought-Poems

When we gaze the stars, awed by their place in the vastness, let’s remember the multitudes within us. We, too, hold a significant place in this vastness.

May a chance encounter with a stranger who just happened to help unlock a current conundrum, remind us that non-local knowledge resides within us all. Vastness is inherent in our humanness!

May the ho-hum coincidences, daily synchronicities verify the Universe has our back—especially when we respect our own sense of agency.

In fact, our dreams for a preferred reality move toward us. The myth of the static dreams, fixed somewhere “out there,” so far, far away that we need to struggle on an arduous path to attain them—we do all the work, because they are not budging—needs to be laid to rest (along with the Myth of Sisyphus), now and forever.

Dreams move toward us. This is true, accurate, how Life works. Ready and eager—our dreams leap in our direction, whistle for us to notice, wave their hands to get our attention…best to keep an eye on them, we don’t want to miss their generous gifts.

Impressed by human vastness, awed by our Light, our dreams know humans vibrate across universes of potentialities. It’s built into their intelligent design, so…

They arrive, ready for anything. 

And…They know anything is possible—as long as we do, too.

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