My first trip to Van-city in years...
I am sleeping on the 18th floor of a downtown high rise with my film crew while working on a new video. Everything is an adventure at this point. I have been so ridden with anxiety that I have basically isolated myself on the Coast for years, but things are suddenly different. Being here is magical this time. Meeting new people, seeing new places. I finally have a reason to be here, a project that inspires me and fills me with energy and enthusiasm.
Last night, my astral body flew out the window and over the city. I flew across the road to a new building that is unoccupied and about 30 stories tall. I was running around the playground and there were kids all around me. Some of them I recognized from my teaching days... in particular, I saw this one Asian kid (his name still eludes me, but he was in my first real full time class that I taught, a grade five class, and was a real inspiration to me... knew about five words of English when I started at the school. I ended up putting together a Japanese day where we spent the whole day learning history, making sushi, Japanese masks, drawing symbols. He was glowing the whole day and it was super cool. The kids seemed to have a new appreciation for him after that day...). He was showing me this cool slide. We were playing and I felt like a child.
My film producer friend who was sleeping on the floor next to me was next to me in the dream. I looked over at him and winked and he turned the camera on to capture me playing with a bunch of kids, running around on the equipment, slipping on the slide and swinging on a tire swing, flying into the air, filled with love for everyone and everything.
When I woke up, I told the boys that I had just had a vision of a future video of a playground full of little kids.
I am currently looking out over this beautiful city. No fear this time. Just that feeling of being able to fly, of being able to do anything at all.