Seimiya-Flower

I had an interesting dream last night.  I entered into and merged with a sense of boundless space -- no forms, no experiences or discriminations for an indeterminate amount of time, until the world began to coalesce 'out of' this space, showing up first as transparent, luminous outlines, like a visionary field.  The interesting part of the dream for me was being at the 'edge' of space and form, where form was experienced as being 'pervaded by' and an expression of space.  At this edge, I recall a moment's pause, like a question, and then a distinct feeling of 'Yes.'  The transparent expanse of form filled out, becoming substantial, heavy, opaque, an abundant multiplicity of objects and beings.  This transition was very satisfying, and momentarily, I 'felt' all these distinct forms at once, not as one, but as multiple, teeming.  It was beautiful, precious, 'right.'

The next thing I remember is not the dream, but the waking 'me here,' looking out at the world.