powerless to govern my own fate. The arrival of this night shall force the dreadedmoment. Tonight, I surrender to the unknown.Night surrounds me. Wanting the sandman’s presence, I undertake the course ofa measured entry into sleep. Slow, steady breathing welcomes me into thishidden world, until the battle is won, and all is lost.
"Open your eyes."
My eyes opened, disappointed at ﬁnding little more than a shifting haze.
"Do you know where you are?"
"I’m not sure. I can’t see anything."
"You linger upon the threshold. Every evening you come to this very place,and each night your fear keeps you from entering in. This period ofindecision
end. Tonight, you must choose. Shall I loosen the sleepfrom your eyes?"
What will I see?"
"It’s different for everyone. One’s truth is one’s own. No one else will see itin
the same way."
"I’m thankful you’ve come to help, but I’m still so very afraid."
"You would not have come this far, nor would I have been sent, if you werenot entirely prepared for this moment. Matters will be much clearer onceyour eyes have been opened. Shall I release the light of your awakening?"
"No, wait! I have so many questions."
"The purpose of your life’s work is known to you. If you are to completeyour task, you must choose to accept the
of what you seek. The tworealities can and will be reunited, but only with your cooperation. Acceptingthis, your life
continue in the same way. Surrendering to the truthwill bring a clarity of thought and purpose previously unknown to you.Acceptance of the truth will also invoke an endless state of wakefulness.The truth ﬁnds little rest, and so shall you. Never again, to know the "bliss"