01/26/2012 11:38 am ET Updated Dec 06, 2017

Over the Hills and Far Away...

When was the last time you packed a peanut butter sandwich and sat out on the lawn to contemplate the squirrels frolicking from side-to-side gathering nuts? Has it been ages since you visited a local park or pond to throw a stone into the water, only to watch its ripple effect across the supple body of water? Maybe it's time you set down your iPhone, laptop or other technology devices and make some "me" time.

Research has shown that more and more we are allowing information and its methods of mass delivery to desensitize us to such extent that we lose sight of what is important: you and the person in front of you sharing your path. It has been proven that excessive Internet viewing affects even the quality of a restful sleep. How often have you found yourself sitting at dinner while having one hand browsing through Facebook and the other on the fork; meanwhile, your companion wonders when any acknowledgement will surface? Not a pretty picture if you ask me, though I must confess, I'm as guilty as anyone.

What is "out there" that is so deliciously alluring as to lose sight of what has been "here" all along? That is a question for which a possible answer quite frankly frightens me. It frightens me because we are allowing information to dominate our space and karma, to the tune of affecting our own genetic composition. What is saddening, is we are becoming creatures of habit, falling prey in what I refer to as "information anesthesia," whereby we let what we are viewing lull us into a state of repeated unconscious behaviors. What's even worse is that our young adults have adopted this way as their modus operandi (MO) and seem to have lost touch with their true identity, the glorious soul within them. The same soul requiring no designer jeans, added bling or makeup to be just as fabulous, if not more that any star on Hollywood, or even in the entire constellation.

Our culture has a way of fostering the belief that the "grass is always greener on the other side." I find it fascinating that the more we dream about what we want, the more we forget how to really dream. The meaning of the word "dream" has been mistaken with ambition, and the real meaning of dreaming -- as in what we do when we fall asleep -- has been forgotten.

I believe the "Akashic Field," as referred to in the Vedic traditions, can enable a higher consciousness and empower the mind to access states of enlightenment. This is like the universal information field of the cosmos and all-pervading force of unbounded resources, the "Mind of God." We cannot access this field while in respite states, being influenced by the virtual highway or it's lingering effects. We must fall into the arms of weightless dreaming, a place where trouble melts like lemon drops, letting ourselves be light as a feather like when we were children. Dreaming starts in the soul, and through the Akashic Field reaches our receptive minds when we are asleep. In these dream-states, we can begin to visualize and manifest our heart's desires. This is known as "lucid dreaming." When you become aware that you are dreaming, a certain ability unfolds and the dreamer is simply able to "think and it shall be" -- like "open sesame." In our lives we can learn from these dreams and employ some preconceived positive thought. Think of it like your own genie in a bottle; dreams can open every door in the mind's labyrinth.

Then wake up where the clouds are far behind, allowing you to imagine things beyond the confines of your limitations. Awaken your quantum consciousness by letting go of the labeling and the segmented thinking that provokes separation between your soul and the universe. This kind of thinking leaves us stranded amidst a vast ocean of disparity. Stretch your imagination and look at things in their totality without defining what is so. Know that everything is "just so" and in its rightful place. See through the eyes of that child still quietly sleeping within you, leaving reality for a moment, and dashing over the hills and far away.

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