The Hidden Path

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Commentary

I had one of those fantastic dreams last night, in which the scenery is indescribably beautiful. As I woke up from the dream and reflected on it, I recognized a feature common to dreams of this sort: in the dream, I am always recalling the path to a place I imagined and traveled to before. It’s not the being there, but the getting there I dream of.

This was insight into the nature of my dreams. I have had the same insight before about my waking thought. See “Through Clouds.”