Is My Life A Dream?

Many of us have asked the question; is my life a dream?

But can there ever be a definitive answer to that question?

Probably not, as dreams have the tendency of appearing real until we wake up and realize it was just a dream.

However, there are many indications that our life is just a dream and not the reality we think it is.

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Is My Life A Dream?

“Life is fundamentally a mental state. We live in a dream world that we create.” – Kilroy J. Oldster

I have chosen a sleep in which I have bad dreams.

I am very confused in my dreams, yet when I choose to wake up I will no longer believe in the dreams as they will have no reality to me.

We know from our own experience that what we see in our dreams seems very real to us while we are asleep. Yet upon waking up we realize that everything that we thought happened in the dream did not happen at all.

Is it not possible that we just shifted from one dream to another without really waking up?

I am dreaming of an insane world and I do not understand the full extent of its insanity.

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I have chosen a sleep in which I have bad dreams.

Every area of my perception has been touched by this dream and this dream is very sacred to me.

In my insane dreams, I have chosen to see outward. The thought system I made in my dreams is forever dark.

In my dreams, my thoughts project and they have all the power I have given them.

And it is these that I have chooses to defend and love.

But I have the ability to choose different thoughts; the truth, thoughts that extend instead of thoughts that project, thoughts that I share with the spirit.

By choosing different thoughts, I  can choose to wake from my dream.

This is a decision that will not be forced on me.

My dreams of projection will not be taken from me until I decide to give them up.

There is nothing in this world that can teach me that the logic of the world is totally insane and leads to pain and misery.

Yet I can choose to give that up and see the truth.

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I Don’t Need Forgives I Need To Wake Up

“What is seen in dreams seems to be very real. ⁶Yet the Bible says that a deep sleep fell upon Adam, and nowhere is there reference to his waking up.”- ACIM

In my dreams, I am betraying myself, my brothers and sisters, and God.

Yet what is done in dreams has not really been done at all.

It is impossible to convince the dreamer that this is so, as dreams are what they are because of the illusion of reality.

Only by waking up is the full release from the dreams is possible, as only then does it become completely apparent that they are just dreams and have no effect on reality at all.

Attributes Of Dreams

My dreams are chaotic because they reflect my conflicting wishes and as such are not concerned with what is true.

My dreams are the perfect example of how perception can be utilized to substitute illusions for truth.

I don’t take my dreams very seriously upon waking up as it is very obvious to me how reality is violated in them.

Yet I use them to “change reality” to suit my ego.

This is a clear example of my ego not willing to tolerate reality and my willingness to try to change reality to appease the ego.

In dreams, I arrange everything.

People become what I want them to be and they do what I order them to do.

In dreams, it seems that the world is given me to make it what I wish it to be.

I do not realize that by doing that I am attacking it, trying to triumph over it, and make it serve me.

However, dreams cannot escape their origin that’s why they are full of anger and fear.

In my dreams, in an instant, the illusion of happiness is invaded by the illusion of terror.

My attempts to change reality are very fearful but this is something that I’m not willing to accept.

Dreams show me that I have the power to make the world as I wish it to be; I see it because I want it.

And while I”m in the dream I do not doubt the reality of my dream.

However, I do not treat it as I made it nor do I realize the emotions the dreams produce come from me.

The figures in my dream and their actions and behavior seem to make the dream.

I do not realize that I am the one making them act out for me.

What I do not realize is that my wish to make another world that is not real remains with me.

All my time is spent dreaming.

My sleeping and waking dreams have different forms however the content is the same.

They represent my non-acceptance of reality and my insane wish to change it.

For as long as I see more value in sleeping than waking, I will not let go of the dreams and will not choose to wake up.

In my dreams, effect and cause are interchangeable, as the maker of the dream I believe that what I made is happening to me.

I do not realize that I have picked a thread from here, a little scrap from there, and have woven a picture out of nothing.

Those parts do not belong together and contribute absolutely nothing to the whole

Waking Up Form The Dream


“Heaven is the decision I must make. ⁶I make it now, and will not change my mind, because it is the only thing I want.” – (ACIM, W-138.12:5-6)

How do we wake up from the dream?

Very Gently!


Everything will be clear and bright.

There will be no darkness and no contrast.

There will be a deep sense of peace that no dream in this world has ever brought even a dim sense of what it is.

That will be the end of the illusion of fear and death.

Waking up will depend on learning and yet the truth can not be learned but recognized.


Waking up from the dream?


Both Heaven and earth are in you, because the call of both is in your mind. ⁶The Voice for God comes from your own altars to Him. (ACIM, T-5.II.8:5-6)

I do not doubt my dreams’ reality because I do not see the part I play in making the dreams and making them seem real.

I cannot wake from a dream someone else is dreaming for me.

By believing that I’m a part of someone else’s dream, I cannot choose to wake from the dream that I did not make.

I stand a helpless victim to a dream not conceived by me.

I’m convinced that the dreamer of the world is careless and thoughtless of my peace and happiness

The dreamer does not love me.

So little is my worth to the dreamer as I’m not much than a dancing shadow, leaping up and down according to some senseless plot.

This is the only picture that I’m able to see I choose to believe that I’m not the dreamer of my dream.

And this is what I choose if I deny that the cause of my suffering is in my own mind.

The choice is mine to make between dreaming suffering and death and happy wakening to the joy of life for I am the one decider of my own destiny.