The Planet of Dreams
Once upon a time, in a tiny town named Verona, there lived a young girl named Amelia. Unassuming, Amelia was just an ordinary girl who possessed an extraordinary ability - the power to dream things into being. Provided the thoughts were lovely and kind, they materialized in our world.
Every night, she would dream of lush gardens filled with unique, vivid flowers, with a pleasing aroma that would envelop the entire town when dawn arrived. She dreamt of shimmering waterfalls that defied gravity, rivers of molten gold coursing through the meadow, and raindrops that were warm like baby's breath. But Amelia's most captivating dreams were of an enchanting planet teeming with vibrantly colored life, twinkling stars, and luminous celestial bodies.
Amelia's dreams started reflecting into reality, subtly blending the borders of the dream world and the real world. Seeing the world around her morph into the images from her dreams, a wave of curiosity swelled up in Amelia. She yearned to visit the enchanting planet she envisioned in her dreams.
One night, she implored the old mysterious lady she often dreamt about, believed to be the Dream Facilitator, to help her visit the dream planet. As she sought respite in her comfy bed, the Facilitator emerged amidst the veiling mists of her dream, her eyes shimmering with an unseen knowledge.
With a voice that sounded like rustling leaves, the Facilitator spoke, 'Child, your heart is pure and your dreams born out of genuine affection. Therefore, I will grant you the gift of traveling to the dream planet. But remember, once there, you can only return with genuine wakefulness. Not knowing, not thinking, but by a pure act of waking up.'
Amelia's heart swelled with excitement and gratitude. She nodded, indicating that she understood the layered words of wisdom imparted by the Dream Facilitator. At that moment, the world around her spun, the bright colors of her dreams blending into the surrounding darkness and then, suddenly, she found herself standing on the threshold of her dream planet.
The planet was more radiant and beautiful than what Amelia could ever fathom through her dreams. The celestial bodies sparkled with such brilliance, painting the sky with a million hues. The vibrantly colored flora not found on Earth breathed life into the planet. She spent countless days exploring this enchanting planet, its mesmerizing beauty, and magical creatures.
However, with time, the realization of her isolation on the planet started to dawn on her. The beauty of the planet gradually seemed less magical without her friends and family to share it with. She yearned to go back home, back to Verona where everyone she cared for resided.
But the return was not as simple as Amelia believed. Despite trying over and over again to wake herself up, the real world seemed to drift further away. Panic set in, but with it came the sharp realisation of the Facilitator’s words. Genuine wakefulness wasn’t a state of fear or desperation; rather, it was a state of acceptance and presence.
She calmed herself and started focusing on her home, her friends, and the world she was connected to in reality. She sought genuine wakefulness with mindful patience. And then, just as the first rays of the sun lit up the dream planet, Amelia woke up in her bedroom in Verona.
Amelia was back to her tiny town, but she was changed. Now, she didn’t use her dreams to escape reality but to enrich it. Amelia continued dreaming, beautiful dreams of love, kindness, and abundance; dreams that made Verona a town of joy. However, she never again dreamt of the dream planet. Not because she feared it but because she had seen the beauty of having a reality to share her dreams with.
The Planet of Dreams held the beauty of her wildest imaginations, but her home, her Verona, held something even more precious – the warmth of love and the joy of shared experiences.