sleep spindles

I have only now just discovered my dear friend Genevieve's post. In sleep, the wanderings of the human mind become concrete, though fleeting, travels--journeys of self-discovery, imagination, creation, and healing. With age comes a greater need for such journeys, and with age comes a fear of them. We run from one of the things we need most...we run until we drop from exhaustion, until we can no longer hide from our mortality.

Why should we fear healing? Why should we fear imagination or creation? Because in them, we discover ourselves. We discover our strengths and our weaknesses. A few years past, knowing weakness was my greatest fear, but with age I have determined that the knowledge of strength presents a greater fear. This knowledge brings responsibility, this knowledge multiplies every petty mistake; every petty mistake then becomes a great offense, every great offense becomes a sin, every sin becomes a threat to life. Mortality is the current representation of our life, and if dreaming/sleeping presents a retribution for the absence of living according to the knowledge we possess, the obvious human reaction would be to run.