In dream sleep, this question floated into the creative space that is my thoughts. You have them too… when a thought wafts past and you mean to grasp for it. But the baby cries; cell phones ring; late for work; teenagers; anger… So, I wondered, which is the illusion—the moment thought or the distraction?
As we grow—in all forms—we tend to sketch our plan but exclude its intent. We learn that what we thought was our life, really isn’t; but we hold onto the false impression anyway. We become committed to the illusion and forgo our potential.
The word illusion means deception, appearance, chimera, trickery. So, what should we grasp for: the crying baby or a wafting thought? I believe both or we are the illusion!