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Writer's pictureDarrell Grant

My Italian Moments. A Life Time of Seconds. Part 1 of many to follow

Updated: Oct 17, 2023

Great morning Positano. I am awake. It is June 8, 2022 at 4:33 am. The light is answering the call from the rooster next door. He sounds to be young as his crowing is softer and on the quiet side. The birds are serenading this beautiful morning called Happiness. I too am singing inside. This is what dreams are made of. And what calls our dreams into exitance? Is it the unrecognized beauty that is new to our eyes? The newness of the unfamiliar? Most likely. I am standing here overlooking the cliffs of the Amalfi coast. What isn’t there to be dazzled by? What makes this day different from my days back home? There is but, one commonality. Me. It is the same for all of us. We are the center of the universe, creating reality as we are imagining what we are viewing. This is convenient. This is the real meaning of reality. The reality we’ve woven together that we call reality. What we are seeing is all that exists in our world. This may sound lonely, but it isn’t. We are not traveling by ourselves on the grand adventure of our making. We have other dreamers playing along with us, seeing the dream from a different perspective. I remember arguing about what is real and what isn’t real. It is all real because each of us are the dreamer that makes it real. This is why some can achieve what we believe is not possible. They simply left out the “not possible” part of the dream. We are all creators of worlds. We are the master of our realities. And we deserve all we dream of, as do our fellow travelers. It is not for us to decide the correctness of their dreams. Maybe their dream of what we would label as tragedy is the key to their personal puzzle that frees them from the bondage of their mind. It is in each of our hands to live this life we are creating. This happy dance is a part of what we share with the outer world beyond ourselves. Our belief is our created reality. So, what real power do we possess? All of it. So, we get to choose what we are going to be a part of. The dog playing happily in the grass, or the latest strife that is being played on the tv. We choose moment by moment. For now, I am sitting atop a mountain overlooking the land that the gods, have lived upon since before time. A new god has awakened. This god is a gentle all loving god when choosing wisely. This god is me. This god is you. Creators of Worlds. And all you need to see is a mirror and some quiet. Dream your reality, my friends, and know your worthiness. You are as powerful as you can see. Know that you are all you ever need to be simply in the loving of yourself. Perfect in your imperfection.


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