On the freeway one day, an engaging tour bus slogan snagged
my attention at 65 mph: "The Art of Transportation." I maneuvered
closer to read the company name and logo: "Van Go," with the image of
a paintbrush daubing the "o". What a playful, memorable way to
advertise bus travel! Since I've written about how to see
yourself as an artist, this tickled me. As usual, it also got me thinking:
What is your vehicle
of transport? Will it get you where you most need to go? And are you
driving/piloting/captaining your vessel, or are you a passive passenger?
While in the throes of my awakening odyssey, I often had
dreams of riding in the passenger seat of a car. It's enlightening, then, to
note who (or what) is "driving you." The symbolic language of dreams
can often be both revealing and humorous. A friend who taught speed-reading
once dreamed of driving in a car that had no brakes — but he found he could
stop it with his mind!
And I dreamed of being in a car with others as we skimmed
across a shimmering sea. It felt glorious, yet even in the dream, my
questioning mind wanted to know how it was possible for a car to glide
effortlessly over water. The answer that came to me, not from my fellow
passengers but from Existence itself, was, "If you believe there is a
bridge, there is."
Here on Earth, our bodies are our primary means of
transport, our third-dimensional "space suits". What shape is yours
in? Will it serve you well as your bridge to quantum being-ness? It's harder to
house the infinite in a neglected vessel.
Perhaps some cosmic re-coloration with the planetary
paintbrush is in order. We might begin on the physical plane, and then add a
little airbrushing of our mental, emotional, spiritual and causal bodies.
Another dream image of mine involved walking into a doctor's waiting room and
picking up a magazine entitled, "Woman, Clean the Mind."
Tossing out excess baggage from all of our bodies will make
it that much easier to travel light, and travel into the Light.
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