(Saturday, August 27, 2022)
As I view the ocean from the bay window in my house dream, the dream transforms. I am floating in the ocean on my belly. The ocean is calm, no waves. The sky is empty. Perhaps it is covered by a thin fog, the color of the ocean. I see no sun or white, fluffy clouds.
A male animal friend or spirit is floating behind me, on my left side. Familiar. I don’t see him in the dream. I look to the left and do see an evergreen coastline, very far away.
I start to sense the extreme depth of the sea below me. It feels as infinite as the sky, and I begin to panic. What if a shark comes up to attack me? What if the still surface turns to a wild tsunami? I peer left again and see no shoreline. The sensation is cosmic. I am in the middle of a vast universe of mind and emotion. My strong friend weighs in telepathically to help me lose my anxiety and accept the experience.