The earliest part of the dream I remember on the penultimate morning of 2006, I was in deep space... With Superman, or perhaps even AS Superman, though he seems somehow sublime or passive. I allow him to be as he is, upon an asteroid, drifting slowly a bit into the vastness, and I set myself to go closer to home.

I'm learning to use this small, light-blue boogie-board-- I ride upon "waves" of invisible Force that I create by firmly pressing down and pulling up on the board. Doing so, I encounter about as much resistance as I would in the Ocean, and apparently the cosmic "space" that surrounds me (and all things) has the buoyancy of seawater, too. As I synchronize my timing with the right amount of pressure exerted with each "pump", I find myself riding Free (and sometimes quite rapidly) upon self-created waves of Force, into the outer arms of our galaxy.

The entire scene was beyond description, really-- even for me. It was epic in it's grandeur, and yet seemed to only reflect the natural cycles that exist within ALL things-- those things much much smaller and those infinitely greater-- expanding EVER SO slowly.... Ribbons of swirling amber clouds and sparkling golden suns gently stretched themselves in an outwardly spreading spiral, widening as the entire galaxy was unfolding in silent majesty before me... Around me... Within me. Upon currents of cosmicflow, I circle around towards the far-side of the galaxy's luminous core, to where I somehow *knew* Earth was. I consider seeing the asteroid belt, and perhaps even the Sun-- exploring a bit-- but I'm not as interested as I am in getting back to Earth.

Now, I'm decending the hill of my street, as I have so very many times before on bicycle, but this time I'm flying upon my boogie-board-- gliding and sliding and banking and arcing upon the aethers. As I finished, a white Trans Am driving down the street drifted onto and across the entire front lawn of the house across the street, but-- instead of crashing-- it resumed it's course on the road, and pulled into a driveway several houses down. While I was walking in my driveway to go in the house, wondering about the white Trans Am, I heard my neighbor's voice-- the teenage boy-- talking to his friend about how cool that was. They inquired about my board, and I told them that they may use it, and that it will only work for those who genuinely BELIEVE in magic. Curious, they questioned me, and I explained further-- describing to them that BELIEVING leads to actually KNOWING and Understanding. I'm not sure that they "got it", so I took the board back to show them-- it was rather small (about 24 inches), so I willed it to be full size, and demonstrated by "pumping" myself a couple of nice "waves" to ride, circling another lap around the area. I remember telling both my neighbor and his friend, eye-to-eye, that this here is very real-- and that this could be MY dream, this could be HIS dream, or HIS, or waking reality, etc... But all we really know is that we are all Here, Now, and that it's as real to us as it is.

This seems like the end of this "chapter" of this dream, or else the end of the dream itself. My dreaming continued further, though it took a different feel, in a different location, with a different cast of characters... In one part, while at a General Store, I didn't find what I wanted to in the newspaper, so I wrote a note to someone (whom I don't remember) and gave it to the clerk, asking him to relay it to the person... And in another dream segment I was harmlessly hit by a big truck and carried on it's grill to be hurtlessly squashed into a wall by a cartoonish driver (kind of video gamey, when you think about it). I took advantage of his apparent faltering of control, and with a few quick gestures I found myself beside him in the cab of the truck-- much to the surprise of both of us-- and we both laughed and kinda hugged, both of us content with being in this "different space" of friendship, unfamiliar as it was. Before arriving to our destination (wherever that was to be), he stopped at a convenient store where the name on the sign out front said "No Jobs".

I awoke.

Having had many lengthy and thought-provoking conversations with my good friend See-Gull, I considered what he told me recently about making a relationship with our Deep Mind... And how we can communicate with our Deep Mind by responding to our dreams by consciously acting out some aspect of our dreams while in waking reality, essentially telling our Deep Mind "I've heard you! Hear me! Let's communicate more.", effectively inviting MORE messages and "conversations" to come to us from that place of Higher Consciousness, of Divinity, of the Collective Unconscious, and of the transdimentional realities of the Dreamworld...

So I woke up, watched a video my Chum had just sent me as a new Emailing (one of a man who created a device that enables him to soar like a rocket-bird... Can you say "synchronicity"?!?), and then looked at several online photos of boogie-boarders, and of galaxies. What's FREAKY (though not too surprising) is that most of the photos I saw of the Milky Way galaxy have a warm, amber hue to them (just like in my dream), and that the Earth's solar system is located EXACTLY where it was in my dream!

"This is no coincidence. Nothing happens by accident"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Qui Gon Jinn, Jedi Master, Star Wars, Episode I

In a bold move to further "respond" to my Deep Mind, I then went next door to my neighbor's house, to tell the teenage boy (whom I rarely see or talk to, really) about the dream, being sure to subtly emphasize the dream's message that Magic is REAL, and that KNOWING it comes first through believing it.

In honour of my growing connections to Deep Mind, I created the photo image above, titled "Galaxy Surfing" .