We awaken to the truth that “reality” is all a dream and we are the dreamers. In your nightmare, you are running and running… there is no way to escape… you feel the fear pounding through your body. Suddenly, you awaken, maybe drenched in sweat, and realize that it was only a bad dream. You were dreaming it, and it was not real…..
In early 1995, I had this dream: I was leaving a simple cafe, probably in Mexico. As I walked past a booth, I saw a man earnestly speaking to his young companion. My instant thought was “That is a Nagual, talking to his apprentice. That is the teacher I have been looking for!” I hesitated, then heard they were speaking Spanish, and, in disappointment, continued out the door…..