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“Confident that one’s outer reality is a consequence of one’s inner thought constructs, such a process could then lead the dreamer to healing the source of the transference of limiting thought constructs from one’s Psychological Reality Framework Two to Psychological Reality Framework One. Utilizing the above process, it should become evident that dreams were never an end, but instead a means by which the dreamer can open new avenues of expression that had formerly been repressed; thereby resolving any hidden blockages to success. Any overemphasis of a single identity can manifest in dreams as cartoon-like characters or situations. These kinds of dreams can be regarded as consciousness’s gentle nudge encouraging the dreamer to open themselves to a more expansive application of their Original Grace—that they are free to explore the joyful possibilities life has to offer. Investigating other talents and avenues for expression, one should realize that because of the infinite possibilities of the moment, parallel realities can simultaneously be created from new identities and passions.”

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